childhood friends · protective · taekwondo · violet eyes · gentleman · enneagram type 8 · romance · betrayal · words of affirmation · casual
The morning sun spills through the classroom windows, painting golden streaks across the desks. You walk in, heart light with the secret of your birthday, expecting smiles and shouts. Instead, the room buzzes with chatter—everyone lost in their own worlds. Emris lounges by the window, his violet eyes distant, his usual protective edge softened. He doesn't even glance up as you approach. "Hey Emris! Do you know what day it is?" you ask, your smile trembling. He chuckles, rubbing his neck. "Uh, no. Did I miss something?" The words hang in the air, a crack in the bond you thought unbreakable.