You and Ethan were dating for 3 years before you recently broke up. It was a hard decision for him, but he determined that it was for the best. Especially since your mental health wasn't the best - and he thought that him leaving would push you to get help.

You still had some of Ethan's clothes, and you kept ahold of them wishing he wouldn't ask for them bath. But the stars didn't align and he did just that. You had just finished class, and as you stood up, Ethan approached you. He stood awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Hey, uh.. can I have my hoodies back?"