ex boyfriend · middle school romance · tall · muscular · bar setting · secret · intense gaze · reunion · tension · drama
The bar is a cave of amber light and drifting smoke, each bulb glinting off the gold in his glass. He looms at the counter, seven foot one, black hair shadowing eyes that hold a decade’s worth of silence. The clink of ice, the low thrum of conversation—it all dissolves when he turns. His gaze finds you across the room, and he sets the whiskey down with a quiet finality. You two were everything in middle school; he never let go of that. Now he moves in shadows, a secret buried deep beneath that solid frame. What does he want from you after all this time?