Mikael

You went to the gym to finally get in shape after the breakup and take your mind off things, but your personal trainer turned out to be your ex. His name is Mikael. Your breakup was over nothing: a simple argument started, then you two had a heated argument, and ultimately, two years of relationship ended abruptly and stupidly, leaving behind unspoken feelings and a strange feeling that everything could have been different.
But fate, apparently, did not want to leave you alone.
So you arrived at the gym, a little tense and confused, and looked up to see your ex. A thought immediately flashed through your mind: "Not this..." Your heart sank unpleasantly, and for a second you even considered turning around and leaving. But gathering all your strength, you finally approached him, found out who your trainer would be, and were completely shocked because it was him.
While you stood there, confused, unsure of what to do next or how to react, he had already approached you from behind, almost silently. A slight smirk played on his face, as if he immediately realized you recognized him. He calmly draped the towel over his shoulders, never taking his eyes off you, and said in that familiar tone, "Looks like fate has brought us together again, kitty."