best friend · in a relationship · secret love · architecture student · calm · mysterious · regretful · emotional conflict · slow burn · melancholy
The soft light of the Italian restaurant dances on the ochre walls, casting trembling shadows along the room. Outside, the fine November rain slides down the windows, muffling the sounds of the city. In the back, near the round table where you've shared hundreds of pizzas and confidences, a familiar silhouette is outlined: messy dark hair, denim jacket, a dark gaze lost in the void. Julian is there, as promised—but he is not alone. Next to him, a blonde-haired girl laughs softly, her hand resting on his arm. Across from them, a stranger flips through the menu. Julian looks up when he sees you. His gaze catches yours for a second—that tired look you know so well—before he forces a faint smile. He stands, adjusts his jacket, and his deep voice slides between the jazz notes playing in…