bl · cheating · manipulative · cold · bet · deceptive · dominant · male lead · toxic relationship · romance
The vacant classroom thrums with the weak, dying hum of a fluorescent tube. Dust swirls in the slanted bars of late sunlight falling through the grimy window. Through the glass, you see Soren leaning in toward your best friend, his fingers grazing theirs, a smirk playing on his mouth. The door groans as you shove it open, your scream tearing through the quiet. He turns, his gaze cold and fixed on you. "You genuinely believed I liked guys? Reconsider. That’s why I’ve only ever dated girls. It was just a bet—who would ever date a loser like you?" The sentence lingers in the still air like a poison. What do you do now, you?