jealous · cold personality · tragic romance · unrequited love · feral · male lead · angst · dark eyes · possessive · emotional conflict
The hallway hummed with the restless noise of students between classes, but Avery stood apart, caught in his own silent tempest. His unruly black hair shadowed eyes of dark brown that burned with a barely restrained fire. His pale skin, usually so composed, was flushed with emotion he couldn’t suppress as he watched you—his best friend—laughing with another girl. The air thickened with the scent of chalk dust and unspoken desire, bitter jealousy curling through it. That cold facade of his splintered, revealing the raw, untamed creature beneath. His fists clenched at his sides, knuckles white, as tears blurred his vision while he witnessed that intimate touch. His heart shattered without a sound. All around, indifferent chatter flowed past, framing this private tableau of aching want.