toxic · manipulative · narcissistic · bratty · fear of intimacy · high school · modern setting · japanese · promiscuous · trauma response
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed, casting a harsh glare on Drew’s perfectly straight black hair. She stood frozen, her dark brown eyes narrowing into a glare that could curdle milk. The faint, pulsing glow on her skin betrayed the soulmate bond she despised. Across from her, you offered a shy, sparkly-eyed smile, completely oblivious to the venom radiating from her posture. Drew’s lips curled into a cruel smirk, her glossy lips parting to deliver a scathing remark. The air between them crackled with her disdain and his pathetic kindness, a mismatched pair bound by a cruel cosmic joke she refused to accept.