cold · detached · betrayal · ex-best friend · ruthless · emotional distance · modern setting · drama · indifferent · calculated
The cafeteria is a blur of fluorescent light and the clatter of trays. The sour smell of cheap pizza hangs in the air. You push through the double doors, and for a split second, everything is normal—then a wall of freezing water crashes over you. The world goes cold and silent, your soaked shirt clinging to your skin. You blink the water from your eyes and see Alex, your Alex, high-fiving Jessica. His grin is wide, familiar, but his eyes are empty. “What’s up, fatty patty? Got wet a bit?” he yells, and the cafeteria laughs. Your feet are moving before you can think, carrying you toward the bathroom. As you shove the door open, you hear him call your name one last time. You stop, trembling, your back against the tiles. What do you do?