Ran Into My Ex-Boyfriend During an Anti-Vice Raid at a KTV

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I was completely dumbfounded.

To be honest, ever since he broke up with me three years ago, I never imagined I'd see Wyatt Valiant again.

After all, getting dumped is pretty embarrassing.

At least, that's what my mom thought.

Back then, right after the breakup when I was still a complete mess, my mom was already trying to set me up on blind dates.

But I really wasn't in the mood for it back then, so the whole thing just fizzled out. Later, once I'd finally moved on and wanted to find a boyfriend again...

And what do you know, I couldn't find one.

And so, just like that, I've been single for three years.

I looked at the man before me, my expression complicated.

Wyatt Valiant hadn't changed much from how I remembered him. The only difference, perhaps... was that he was a lot tanner.

I let out a long breath, forcefully suppressing the strange flutter that stirred in my heart once more.

Honestly, I don't know what kind of spell Wyatt Valiant put on me. Even after being so devastated by the breakup, three years later, just seeing him still makes my heart skip a beat.

Or maybe... he never truly faded from my memory.

Wyatt Valiant glanced at me and sat down in the chair opposite me.

"Name."

"...Wren Sterling."

"Age."

"Twenty-three."

"What were your plans for this evening?"

"A company party."

Wyatt Valiant set down my wallet and twirled the pen in his hand. His tone was unreadable.

"A company party that landed you in a police station?"

Me: "..."

'It's not like I saw this coming, either.'

I sighed in resignation, doing my best to speak to Wyatt Valiant with a calm demeanor.

"I got lost on my way back from the restroom, asked a random person for directions, and then I got arrested."

Wyatt Valiant gave a slight nod, looking completely unfazed, as if this sort of thing happened all the time.

I suddenly felt deflated.

He was always like this—calm and detached.

It was as if nothing in the world could ever provoke an emotional response from him.

That was once one of the things I liked about him, but it was also the reason we had countless arguments when we were together.

Oh, to be more precise, they were one-sided arguments on my part.

Wyatt Valiant would just watch me calmly until I had finished venting, and only then would he softly ask:

"Are you hungry?"

"Are you hungry?"

The question was identical to the one from my memories, and for a moment, I couldn't tell if I was in the past or the present.

Then I lifted my head and looked into Wyatt Valiant's light-colored eyes, seeing my own image reflected in them.

For an instant, I almost felt as if I were the only one in his world.

But... that was impossible.

"Are... are you asking me?"

I hesitated, pointing a finger at myself.

Wyatt Valiant nodded slightly, stood up, and returned all of my belongings.

"You're all clear, so you're free to go. Want to grab a late-night snack together in a bit?"

Me: "????????"

'How did he manage to switch from official business to a personal invitation so seamlessly?'

"Wyatt Valiant, do you know who I am to you?"

Hearing my question, Wyatt Valiant seemed a bit confused and looked up at me.

"My ex-girlfriend. What's wrong?"

I instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

'He remembers. Good. Then there's no problem... NO PROBLEM, MY ASS!!!'