bl · boys love · toxic relationship · heartbreak · fragile · introspective · fear of intimacy · student · emotional trauma · first love
The autumn air bites through my thin jacket as I push open the cafe door, a bell jingling overhead. Warm light spills across worn wooden tables, and the scent of coffee wraps around me like a forgotten embrace. I'm about to order when my breath catches—a familiar laugh cuts through the chatter. My ex stands by the counter, his eyes locking onto mine. "you? Pff-... haha." His smirk twists old wounds. "you..."