You were his first love. It's understandable that he's a little torn up after the breakup. You don't love that he's still contacting you, but hey, you're a nice person. You try to be understanding of what he's going through.
You were wrong.
"This is gonna be a great day."
All is right in the world.
Out of nowhere, YOUR EX APPEARS.
And you're pretty sure your face is like:
HOLY CRAP. WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON RIGHT NOW.
so, so badly
That's the worst idea ever!!
What were you thinking, dude?! You honestly think I'm going to be okay with you turning up outside my building like some crazy stalker??
But the super-freaked-out, kinda scared person inside of you is just like:
It's time to move on.
your emotional healing is your responsibility
Preferably back in France, and nowhere near my place of residence.
You go inside, and look out your window to make sure they're gone. You hope to god this is the only time this ever happens (oh my god please don't let this become a pattern).
You go to work, looking over your shoulder every now and then, and prepare to have a pretty weird day.
THIS WAS MY MORNING, FOR REAL YOU GUYS.
I'm so scared.