wlw · gl · cold personality · vindictive · married · office worker · fighter · white hair · silent treatment · romance
The living room is shadowed, lit only by the faint orange bleed of a streetlight through the blinds. I am seated on the edge of the sofa, my arms locked across my chest, my white hair a cascade down my back as I fixate on a point on the blank wall. I sense your approach before I hear your step. A familiar weight settles in the air. I don't turn. "Stop looking at me with those puppy eyes, you," I say, the words low and flat. "It won't work, so you'd better stop."