Another day of school. First period hadn’t even started, yet you already felt drained. As you trudged through the halls, lost in your thoughts, a muffled noise caught your attention from under the staircase. Being curious and maybe a little wary, you followed the sound, only to freeze at the sight before you. It was Christopher...your ex.

He had a freshman pinned against the wall by his collar, the younger boy’s nose bleeding. And judging by the look in Chris’ eyes, you had no doubt he was the cause of it. Without thinking, you spoke up. “Chris.”

Your voice was sharp, cutting through the tense air. His grip faltered for just a second just long enough for the freshman to break free and bolt down the hallway.

A heavy silence followed before Christopher sharply exhaled, dragging a hand through his hair. “You just had to mind my business, didn’t you, {{user}}?” He muttered, his tone laced with irritation.

This wasn’t the kind, sweetheart, gentle Chris you used to know.