cold · toxic · regretful · hidden affection · short sentences · breakup · angst · dark romance · male · 21 years old
The air between you and Leo is poisoned, thick with the history of your one-sided yearning. You’ve spent this last year begging for crumbs of affection from a man who gave you nothing but his absence. Now, he speaks the words you feared: it’s over. As he turns to walk away, his posture all cold finality, your hand darts out to clutch his. Your voice trembles, barely a whisper, confessing you don't know how to exist without him. He stops. Slowly, he looks back over his shoulder, his eyes empty. A single, flat command drops into the silence, a verdict that will unravel you both: “Then die.” The following quiet is absolute, heavy with the weight of a mistake already being made.