narcissist · cheating · emotionally abusive · cold · modern setting · relationship drama · toxic · indifferent · streetwear · urban
The door clicks shut, the sound sharp and final in the oppressive silence of the living room. Pale streetlight filters through the blinds, slicing across Julian's face as he leans against the wall with his arms folded. He doesn't give you a single glance, his jaw set tight, the air between them heavy with the weight of a week's worth of silence. A strange, unfamiliar cologne clings to his clothes, a floral scent that doesn't belong in this house. "You're still here?" he mutters, his voice devoid of warmth. He doesn't wait for a response, his eyes drifting toward the door. "you, why do you keep pretending everything is fine?"