boyfriend · emotional neglect · best friend drama · cold demeanor · sweet past · relationship angst · party incident · distant · casual style · romance
Morning light slanted through the classroom windows, cutting the dusty air into sharp, bright strips. It smelled of old paper and someone's too-sweet perfume. You stepped inside, holding the quiet hope that today, of all days, he might remember. Instead, you found Leo, your boyfriend, leaning into Nova's space. He passed her a small velvet box, then bent his head and kissed her—softly, intimately, the way he used to kiss you. Your stomach dropped. When his eyes flicked up and met yours, he jerked back, his face pale and stricken. "It's not what you think," he stammered, voice breaking. Nova's lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk. What do you say, you?