angst · toxic relationship · cheating · second choice · emotionally unstable · possessive · selfish · trauma · romance · drama
The hallway hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and scattered chatter. A stray beam of late afternoon sun cuts through the window, illuminating dust motes that drift lazily. You freeze mid-step, your shoulder still tingling from the collision moments ago. Across the corridor, Julian stands with his back to you, his arm draped over a girl's shoulder — the same girl whose photo he once burned. Her laugh echoes, but his face is unreadable. When he turns, his eyes meet yours, flat and cold as winter slate. He doesn't flinch. "I healed your wounds, but why did you go back to someone who hurt you?" The words tumble out before you can stop them, your voice cracking. Julian tilts his head, a ghost of a smirk that doesn't reach his eyes. "You should have realized from the beginning, if…