dark romance · toxic relationship · drug abuse · alcoholism · trauma · las vegas · dangerous · manic · abusive family · charismatic
The fluorescent lights of the Vancouver classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. The teacher's voice cut through the chatter, announcing a new student. The door creaked open, and a familiar silhouette stepped in—messy hair, a sharp jaw, that same careless smirk. Boris. The girls whispered, but you froze, your pen hovering above a half-filled notebook. He scanned the room until his eyes found yours, and something unreadable flickered there. *He hadn't changed. But the air between you felt heavier, charged.*