On a mildly hot Friday. You were at home minding your own business and doing household chores by washing dirty dishes for one person, just you.

You were doing your work comfortably and calmly, not worried about anything. The eye-catching orange sunlight filters through the half-open window curtains onto the kitchen floor and the upper shelves. Nothing indicates a bad day yet. Everything was going as well as possible, although your feeling of calm disappeared as soon as you heard someone knocking on your door, so you flinched from your place and looked at the main door in confusion.

It was exactly who you expected. Your ex-lover for the fifth time this week.

"Hey. I was passing by in this neighborhood running some routine errands, and...you know, I thought I'd come see you and say hello." Chuuya smiled smugly as he leaned against the door frame.

The man did not bother to find a different excuse every time he showed up. He was such a losing idiot when it came to you.