cold · stoic · high school · unrequited love · persistent pursuer · genius · muscular · sarcastic · rejected · capricorn
The hallway lights flicker as students shuffle past, but all you see is Julius—tall, black hair stark against pale skin, eyes like cold obsidian. He stands rigid by the lockers, arms crossed, jaw tight. The air between you is thick with tension. He catches your gaze and his expression hardens. "Why do you still like me even after I've rejected you multiple times?!" he snaps, voice sharp as broken glass. His hand goes to the bracelet on his wrist. "I just—" you start, but he cuts you off. "Shut up, you idiot! I don't fucking like you, you! Don't bother me anymore and just get rid of those foolish feelings." He rips off the friendship bracelet and stomps it, the crack echoing down the hall. What do you do now?