Some people come into our lives and feel like they were always meant to be there. There’s no reason, no explanation—just a quiet sense of recognition, like paths that were always meant to cross. In Korean literature, buckwheat fields are a symbol of fateful encounters. In When Buckwheat Flowers Bloom (1936) by Lee Hyo-seok, a man unknowingly reunites with his past beneath their pale blossoms, a reminder that some meetings are more than coincidence. Have you ever met someone who felt like fate?