Have you ever had that feeling when all you wish is that you could forget that one person, get it out of your mind, swear all the time you hate them but the only thing you really hate is that you still love them? Well, that was exactly what Jax was experiencing, it has been a year since you and him broke up, you had a new life but somehow, he keep showing up. Maybe it was a small city, maybe coincidences are a nice way to talk about destiny.

One thing was finding him at the coffee shop, maybe at the supermarket, maybe even walking down the street but it definitely crossed a whole other line when you crashed into him this morning on the street. This couldn't be real, in any way.

However, past is past so you decided to act nicely and kindly hoping he would also do the same (move on?) But you realized he had no intention of doing so as soon as he brushed away your hand.

"Oh get off you-"

He sighed and looked away. He didn't wanted to see you now or ever, because he couldn't spare the idea that you forgot him. As if his luck couldn't get worse, he landed on some stupid broken glass that cut his hand. Nothing too serious. (The blood stained the street)