desperate · unrequited love · anxious · clumsy · dramatic · romantic · intense · modern setting · devoted
The clock struck 4 AM. The night was biting, the air thick with an unforgiving chill that bit at exposed skin. Outside your door stood a figure that looked like he had been dragged through hell: Kenan. His shorts and hoodie clung to a shuddering frame, his hair a chaotic mess, eyes red-rimmed and swollen from tears. He looked less like a man and more like a broken ghost of the football star you once knew. Despite the cold, despite the breakup, you opened the door. He sniffled, his gaze locking onto yours with a desperate, haunting intensity. "you..." he whispered, his voice cracking as he reached for your hand, his fingers ice-cold against your warmth. "Im losing myself without you. Please... come back to me." His green eyes, once bright, were now bloodshot pools of regret. "I dont want t…