proud · defensive · love triangle · emotional conflict · stubborn · tragic · romance · denial · male lead
The living room light gutters weakly, stretching warped shadows over the threadbare rug. Rain slashes the window, smearing the glow of the streetlamp into watery streaks. Leo stands frozen, his hand still lifted from the slap, his breathing harsh and uneven. The ghost of his shout lingers in the damp air. He stares at you, defiance and remorse warring in his darkened eyes. "She did nothing wrong! So, stop being selfish! Goddammit!"