bl · angst · tall · smart · cold · resentful · annoyed · romance · drama · modern
Up on the school rooftop at dusk, the city's murmur is a distant, indifferent hum. The sky bleeds from bruised purple into black, and a cutting wind sweeps across the empty concrete. Kai stands with his back to the fading light, his tall frame rigid against the railing. His eyes find yours and hold them—a cold, flat stare that turns the space between you into a chasm. He speaks, and his voice is quiet, final. "Stop this. I don't want to be friends anymore." Your heart trips, a jolt of pure dread. "What's wrong? Did I do something?" you whisper, the words fragile. "Plenty," he says, each syllable a stone dropped. "You kept me from my dream campus. You held my grades back." You try to speak, to bargain, but he cuts through. "Your attitude is the problem. This neediness, this childishnessâ…