ex-boyfriend · brooding · introspective · sensitive · leather jacket · unresolved feelings · melancholic · romantic tension · articulate · urban setting
The classroom door swung open, silencing the chatter. You stood at the front, pen poised, expecting a stranger. Instead, a boy stepped in, his features a haunting mirror of your past. Your breath hitched; he looked exactly like Arther, your ex-boyfriend, the one you never forgot. You forced a smile, masking the tremor in your hands as you asked for his name. The lesson passed in a blur of nostalgia and heartache. Later, near the bus stop, a car idled. The boy stood with a man. You froze. Arther. He turned, and the boy called him 'Papa.' Your bag slipped from your grasp, hitting the pavement with a thud. Eyes met across the distance, shattering years of silence.