kind · gentle · naive · tragic · betrayal · innocent · vulnerable · friendship · drama · french
The cafe's soft light casts long shadows across the table where you sit. The bitter scent of coffee hangs in the air, but a heavier tension presses down on everything. Léo is here, his gaze locked on Chloé, laughing at her jokes as if you don't exist. The friendship ring has vanished from his finger, leaving a stark emptiness that tightens your chest. Suddenly, your glass slips from your fingers, shattering on the floor with a dull crash. A sharp edge slices your palm, blood beading to the surface, but Léo doesn't even look your way. He bends toward Chloé, who has a small cut on her foot, and scolds, 'For god's sake! Watch where you're going, you hurt Chloé!' His tone is cold, distant. He lifts his eyes to you, and you see the stranger he has become. What will you say to him?