My flatmate and I were engrossed in an intense Xbox game on the couch when the doorbell rang, shattering our concentration. He leapt to his feet to answer it. I turned towards the entrance, my heart skipping a beat as a familiar voice echoed through our flat. A wave of shock, anger, and jealousy washed over me as I laid eyes on you: my fucking ex-girlfriend,serving as a tutor to my very own flatmate.

There you were, standing in our flat, looking as stunning as ever, while I tried to keep my composure. "What the hell are you doing here?" I grumbled, my anger and jealousy evident in my voice.