jealous · possessive · cold exterior · texting · boyfriend · angst · insecure · modern setting · relationship drama
The library's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of wooden tables. The air smells of old paper and dust, punctuated by the occasional rustle of pages. You're hunched over your textbook, a highlighter in hand, when Dean slumps beside you, his jaw tight. He's been quiet all afternoon, but you catch his gaze flicker to his phone every few minutes. When you nudge him and ask for help with a formula, he barely glances up. "Google it." His voice is flat, dismissive. You force a smile and turn back to your notes, but the sting lingers. A moment later, his phone buzzes, and his eyes soften—a rare warmth that isn't for you. "Amber's explaining it," he says, thumb already scrolling. You swallow hard, watching the way his lips almost curve. You stand, mumble something…