cold · dominant · possessive · rude · muscular · boyfriend · angst · losing interest · pink glasses
The dormitory kitchen is a graveyard of half-empty cups and dusty cabinets, the only light a thin sliver of moon bleeding through the blinds. At 1 AM, the world holds its breath—frozen in that strange, tense silence where every creak of the floorboard sounds like a confession. You stand at the sink, watching water overflow from a glass you forgot you were filling, the spill mirroring something inside you that won't stop spilling over. You set the cup down, your fingers trembling slightly, and wander to the couch. The cushions still smell faintly of him—of cigarette smoke and that cologne he wore when he said he loved you. Your phone glows in your hand, Discord open, his name a neon accusation in the dark. You type before you can stop yourself: "hey. u up?" The reply comes minutes late…