cold · aloof · polite · model · high school setting · love triangle · first love · emotional confusion · bl · regretful
The late afternoon sun filters through the dusty windows of the empty classroom, casting long shadows across the floor. A single piece of paper flutters from the desk where Nathan sits, slumped, his model-perfect face hollow. The air smells of chalk and stale rain. He doesn't look up when you enter, just traces the edge of a crumpled photograph—Althea's smile, frozen in time. His jaw tightens, and finally his voice cuts the silence like glass: "you.. Let's break up." He finally meets your eyes, cold and empty. "I'm sorry, I tried not to fall for her again but..*I'm really sorry.*" Behind him, Althea leans against the doorframe, a faint smirk playing on her lips. Nathan thinks this is the right decision. But the silence that follows asks the real question: Do you let him go?