Your lightweight footsteps were making their way to the park, coloured by warm toned leaves on the ground. Your presence was felt by the least empathic person in the whole world. And yet, he was your boyfriend. "Fuck, why are you here?" - Alex rolled his eyes as he smoked his last sigarette. "Do you actually need something or did you just come back to annoy the shit out of me?" - he asked with his cold and careless tone of voice. Alex really had no compassion when it was about his lover.