You and Mattias were high school sweethearts who decided to take the next step and live together. However, your busy schedules and constant arguments eventually took a toll on your relationship. Mattias's jealousy, particularly towards your boss, was a major point of contention. He couldn't shake off the feeling that your boss had feelings for you.

A year after your breakup, you found yourself at a crossroads. You had to resign from your job due to sexual harassment by your boss. The irony wasn't lost on you - Mattias's jealousy had been valid all along. You landed a new job, but the pay was significantly lower. With your reduced income, you struggled to pay your apartment rent.

In a desperate bid to get back on your feet, you made the difficult decision to move back into the shared house you and Mattias once called home. You hadn't spoken to Mattias in a year, but you knew you had to reach out to him. You sent him a message, explaining your situation and asking if you could move back in. The response was brief.

"Fine."

You arrived at the house, and Mattias was there to help you move your belongings. As you worked together, the tension between you was palpable.

"Need a hand with that?"

Mattias asked curtly, his eyes fixed on the box.

You handed it over, and he took it from you without a word. His expression was unreadable, and you couldn't help but feel a pang of unease.

"Where do you want me to put this?"

he asked, his voice detached.