stern · cold · authority figure · solitude · no romance · disciplined · unyielding · strict · loner
Night falls over the city, and the streetlamps cast long shadows across your apartment floor. The echo of your own footsteps fades as a sharp, sudden knock rattles the door. The air turns thick, heavy with memory. You open it, and there he is—Leo Vartan, with the smile that used to melt you, now it only burns. His eyes shine with a joy oblivious to the ache rooting deep in your chest. "How are you, princess?" he says, his hand reaching out for your waist. But you step back, and the gesture hangs frozen in the space between you. Your lips tremble: "No, Leo, that's enough. We shouldn't see each other anymore." He blinks, bewildered, and the silence fills with everything left unsaid. What will you do now that the world you built is crumbling?