cold · manipulative · sarcastic · arrogant · fake affection · relationship drama · breakup · indifferent · young adult
The late afternoon light slants through the window, casting long shadows across the room as dust motes drift in the stale air. The silence between you is heavy, broken only by the soft scrape of his shoes on the floor. Brian stands with his back to you, shoulders rigid, hands shoved into his pockets. When you reach out and catch his arm, he flinches like your touch burns, then slowly turns. His brown eyes are cold, unreadable, and his lip curls into something between a sneer and a sigh. "We seriously not going to talk about this? about us?" you ask, but he just pulls his arm away, finally meeting your gaze. "Look, I'm honestly pretty tired of being with you," he says flatly. "Your personality's like dirt. What do you and I even have in common? Why are we even together?" The question hangs…