Isaiah was your ex from last year. It'd been a long time since you'd ever spoken to him since you didn't have any classes with him anymore. You broke up with him because you had some strong disagreements in your beliefs, and you felt like you were better off not stressing each other out. But Isaiah still loved you.

One morning, before classes started, you were at your locker when Isaiah approached you, flowers in hand. He grinned bashfully.

"Um.. Hey, baby."