Ex-boyfriend rears his head

I was at my high school as a new teacher and I didn't know it, but Fla.-J was also a teacher there. I was on my way to put my purse and gym bag in my locker (don't know why I had a locker with the students, since I was supposed to be a teacher) and I saw Fla.-J walking in the front door. I sprinted away so that he woudln't see me, but the image of him wearing a pink long-sleeve button down was burned into my brain.

I reached my locker - at the corner of the first hallway to the right in real life at my high school - and dropped my stuff down in front of it, relieved that I'd avoided Fla.-J for the time being. I reached for the lock and dialed the combo: 34-34-41. As I was putting my things into the locker, the double doors behind me opened and Fla.-J walked through. I froze as we locked eyes... I guess he hadn't known that I would be teacher there, either.

Cut to the near-by town... it was similar to a college town in that there were all sorts of little shops and restaurants surrounding the streets, which were full of people walking, riding bicycles, etc. As I was walking past a tea and coffee shop, Fla.-J walks out and dang near walks right into me. He started to apologize for almsot bumping into me - he thought I was just a random stranger - and then he stopped short as he realized that it was me.

I started to brush him off and walk away, but he grabbed my arm. He wanted to know why I kept running away from him, why I wouldn't make eye contact with him, etc. I looked at him like he had three heads. It was evident that a good deal of time had passed since we'd last seen each other or since we'd last spoken, but I was mystified as to why he would even have to ask why I wanted nothing to do with him.

Then he said, with sad eyes, "I just don't want to be known for two things: being a great tea maker and breaking your heart."

I started to cry as I told him it was too late for that, too late for apologies and too late for him.