You were driving down the street, speeding while panicking. You glanced up when you saw a police car driving behind you with it’s siren on.

You were scowling and gripping your steering wheel when your ex boyfriend in his mid twenties, knocked on the window with the tag ‘Matthew’ on it.

“License and registration please” He said tiredly, his voice had a twinge of annoyance in it. He had black hair, grey eyes and fair skin with his uniform on and a bored expression, not recognising you yet.