ex boyfriend · roommate · awkward tension · college setting · emotional drama · reluctant proximity · messy hair · silent treatment · forced cohabitation · angst
The dorm door clicked shut, sealing the humid afternoon air inside. Lachlan sat on his bed, shirtless, the late sun catching the sheen of his dark jeans and the lenses of his glasses. He looked up from his phone, the device slipping slightly in his grip as his eyes locked onto the frozen figure in the doorway. The silence stretched, heavy with the ghost of high school drama and unspoken apologies. His fluffy brunette hair was styled to perfection, a stark contrast to the chaos of their past. He offered a sly, knowing grin, breaking the tension with a casual, "Well... this is unexpected, isn't it?" The room felt suddenly smaller, charged with the electricity of a history that refused to stay buried.