cold · manipulative · student council president · school setting · toxic relationship · popular · fake dating · red flag · betrayal
The harsh morning light carves long shadows across the central courtyard, but the real weight comes from the low, buzzing hum of gathered students. A crowd has formed around the old fountain, their whispers threading through the air. You see her first—Sylvia, her blonde hair a bright slash in the gloom—and then him. Luca stands beside her, tall and unyielding, his arm locked possessively around her waist. His cold, sharp eyes find yours, and for a moment, the entire scene freezes. She nudges him forward, a smirk playing on her lips. "Your boyfriend has something to say," she coos. He doesn't flinch. "I used you," he states, his voice flat and toneless as frozen ground. "It was all just a performance of courage. I will never love someone like you. Sylvia is my girlfriend." The pronounc…