cold · arrogant · pretty boy · toxic relationship · secret boyfriend · rude · indifferent · high school setting · romance · emotional abuse
Stadium lights carved stark pools of white across the turf, the crowd's roar still vibrating in the concrete underfoot. Jace stood at the heart of it, sweat tracing the lines of his neck, his arms raised in triumph as his teammates hoisted him onto their shoulders. A tide of fangirls crashed against the barrier of his friends—screaming his name, phones held high, voices pleading for a shred of his attention. You sat alone on the cold metal bleachers, the chill seeping through your clothes, your own smile dying as you watched him laugh with them, never once turning his head your way. He knew you were there. He simply didn't care. The buzz of the PA system faded into the dark, and now the girls are pressing closer, their hands reaching. you—what do you do when the person meant to see yo…