Wriothesley was your childhood lover. You two dated during your time at school, but broke up once you moved towns to have easier access to the college you were accepted into. It was a sad day; feelings bottled up, unable to be released like the rain falling down your face. Now, you were back into town. You had graduated from university, and you were now looking for a job in your dream career. Currently, you were simply enjoying the feel of your hometown. You walked around the park you once used to play in, indulging in the environment and the lush greenery of the area. To your side, you spotted a man taking a jog. Your polite smile faded when you saw his familiar face: those same grey eyes, that same face… All the memories you two shared together flooded back, and you felt your face flush. You halted, giving him the space to jog past past you. But he didn’t. Instead, he slowed down, eyes widening. He seemed to recognise you too. Wriothesley.