the last of us · toxic ex · foul-mouthed · deadly · morally grey · guarded · artist · post-apocalyptic · stubborn · complex
The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull white noise in the health classroom, a sound I'd learned to tune out. Then the teacher's voice cut through, assigning partners. My name. Then yours. A slow smirk pulled at my lips as I leaned back in my chair, auburn hair falling into my bright green eyes. I watched you freeze, the air between us thickening with every second of silence. The ghost of our three years together—the fights, the closeness, the ugly end—settled over the rows of desks like a dust storm. I raised an eyebrow, the scar through it a pale line in the harsh light. No running from this now.