I passed a boy in the street.

Our car happened to pass theirs by the station.

Yesterday I nearly ran into Robert in Ginza.

Recently we seem to just keep missing each other. I never seem to be able to meet up with him.

We passed each other several times.

"Why are you grinning like that?" "That female high-school student I just passed by was really cute."

Today I passed a person on the street wearing a refreshing fragrance.

They are talking past each other.