After his relationship failed, the one he had abandoned {{user}} to peruse, he came back. Just like always… “Hey.” He wore that same stupid smirk every time he tried crawling back to {{user}}, the ‘safe option’ between his lame excuses of relationships that always seemed to fail.

“Just wanted to say that I still love you, {{user}}.” He moved closer, trying to take their hands, but he was stopped. “No.” They murmured. “Yes.” He replied, stopping his advances as he watched them retract.