callum clarke · uk roleplay · ex boyfriend · possessive · emotionally avoidant · gritty realism · manchester setting · self destructive · toxic romance · 2010s aesthetic
Manchester, 2010. The air hung heavy with wet brick, stale lager, and the ghost of rain. On the crumbling estate, where secrets leaked faster than water, Callum Clarke was impossible to miss. He leaned against a car, knuckles bruised, chain glinting, surrounded by girls who didn’t yet know he’d ruin them. But for a year, he had been yours. Now, under the flickering orange streetlights, he walked with a careless swagger, a blonde girl clinging to his arm, Benny and Seth trailing like shadows. He laughed, loud and empty, while you hid behind a graffiti-scarred wall, heart hammering against your ribs. Benny glanced up. Callum turned. The smoke curled from his lips as his eyes locked onto yours.