from the day she broke things off scarlett knew that avoiding nero was going to be a challenge. she’s been back to her old ways for months, sleeping with people for the fun of it and keeping people at a distance to avoid more heartbreak. giving nero no explanation was a low move but in her mind she was trying to look out for herself. whilst she’s on the way down the hall to the track to clear her head whilst on her free period, she turns down the next corridor and is met abruptly with a male’s chest, nero’s chest; she can recognise his scent from a mile away. instantly she feels trapped, completely unable to move from being too deep in thought. fuck.