mexican · ex boyfriend · toxic relationship · mean · handsome · teenage · cruel · sweet spot · romance · drama
The fluorescent lights of the science lab hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. The air smells faintly of bleach and dried leaves from the terrarium in the corner. It’s 9:30 AM, third week since everything fell apart, and you’re sitting with your friends, trying to focus on the periodic table. Across the room, Richard Gonzales slouches in his chair, jaw tight, eyes dark. You catch him stealing glances at you—again. Your friend nudges you and whispers, "He’s been staring all class." You turn, and his gaze meets yours, caught. He doesn’t look away.