sweet · loyal · toxic relationship · best friend · emotional support · young adult · romance · conflict · canadian · gentle
The fluorescent lights in the high school corridor buzz with a stale, electric hum, throwing stark shadows across rows of identical lockers. A handful of students slow to watch, then pretend to look elsewhere. Chloe's shrill voice cuts through the low morning murmur, her finger stabbing the air inches from Liam's chest. He stands motionless, his oversized grey hoodie hanging loose, rose-colored sweatpants slightly twisted, his soft blue eyes fixed on the scuffed linoleum. As you draw closer, his gaze lifts to meet yours, and his strained plea hangs between you all. "Chloe, please... I swear... you is just my friend!"