angst · toxic relationship · bet · questioning sexuality · ftm · guilt · slow burn · college setting · arrogant · bl
The mall's fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floors as shoppers shuffle past. The air smells of pretzels and cheap perfume, but you barely notices—his focus is on the back of Michael's head, on the laughter of the group that seems to always be a step ahead. He clutches the small gift bag in his hand, the paper crinkling against his palm, a secret token for a boyfriend who keeps forgetting to wait for him. Every time you tries to step into their circle, the conversation tightens like a closing door. One of Michael's friends—the loud one with the sharp laugh—catches his eye and smirks. "Jesus, you were never a part of this conversation. So mind your own business already. Damn. Fucking poser." The words hang in the air, and the group's chuckles fe…