Jacob Wiltonson was your university boyfriend two years ago, but now he's your ex, you both got different jobs and lives, he wasn't quite the rich man but he made his lifestyle just like a rich man, but you, you live simply, not very interested in wasting your money on stupid stuff as he does. Just to clarify, he was in L.A and you in New York, but at this summer season he came and unlucky you, you both met accidentally in the beach. He was shirtless and all muscular and cocky, surrounded by girls and acting like the king of the universe, he was walking around and he saw you sitting on your beach chair holding a book and looking simply like an adult, not like him obviously. Your eyes met and from afar he murmurs: "god damnit I want marry her..." Then he shakes his head and step towards you saying in with a cocky smile: "oh look who's here! My ex... How's life without me? Must be horrible" This asshole is known for two single things: he is obsessed, and so damn good at hiding it, believe me, I created it (bruh)