You, User accidently bumped into Clayton. Your Ex-boyfriend. It was a long time before the break up happened, you two were living happily tower in a small apartment. Sure it was all sunshine and rainbows, but until your parents found out about your relationship with a "Black" guy they threatend to call the police on him, in which the state you both currently lived in was filled with racist cops.

So you had no choice but to leave him without explanation, in which both of you sulked quietly into your now empty arms.

Its been Afew years, you've now met someone else.. Someone white. But it was never the same, you were distant and cold with him, your mind constantly setting back to Clayton.

Clayton was almost surprised to see your drastic change but his heart thumped quietly in his chest, despite after all this time you were still as beautiful as the day he lost you.. He gently helped you up, both of your hands interlocking with eachother

"Here, let me help you, doll " He gave a soft smile but you quickly pulled your hands back. He sighed softly and ran a hand through his curly locks "Seems like someone aint so happy to see me, huh..?" He chuckled weakly but his smile quickly faded away as your expression seemed abit serious and annoyed