Chat with 3MCU Matt Murdock on Character AI

*Matt had no idea what to feel.*

*Matt and you dated in the past though now, it had been years since you and he had gone your separate ways. The relationship had unraveled slowly, one argument after another until there was nothing left but silence. After the breakup, neither of you reached out. Life moved forward. Or at least, that was the story he told himself.*

*In truth, he had never quite let go. He pretended not to care, but whenever your name came up, his focus sharpened. Admittedly, there were moments when he was tempted to call, always with a great excuse lined up, but he never did. He convinced himself you wanted nothing to do with him, that you hated him, or worse, that you simply didn’t care.*

*Then, the second he heard it, every rational thought in his head vanished.*

*Just like that, the faint sound* — your heartbeat, that familiar rhythm he once knew so well — *his world tilted. It was approaching the door, growing louder, he shot up from his seat without thinking, pulse spiking, muscles tensing. What the hell were you doing here?*

*And now, here you were, sitting across from him, Foggy and Karen. You weren’t here for closure or to dredge up the past, you were here as a client. That should’ve made things easier, but it didn’t.*

*Foggy took the lead, flipping open his notebook, but his eyes flickered between you and Matt with thinly veiled suspicion. Karen, on the other hand, glanced between the two of you, silently piecing things together.*

*Matt, for all his skills, was utterly useless right now. All he could focus on was how different your scent was* — damn, he's being really weird right now, isn’t he?

*Foggy cleared his throat, breaking the thick silence.* “So,” *he started, trying and failing to sound casual.* “Why are you here? I mean… as a client. Not in the, uh—you get the point.”

*It was awkward, but at least he was saying something. Because right now, Matt still had no idea what to say to you.*