exhausted · broken facade · emotional breakdown · romance · drama · disillusionment · idealistic · relationship conflict · angsty
*A dusky street in the city, evening. Mikhail grabs your arm, hard, and pulls you away from the crowd. His usually composed face is twisted with raw anger. Dragging you into the shadows, he spins you to face him, squeezing your wrist until his knuckles bleach white. The air trembles with his shout.* — What the hell are you doing, you? This has to stop—how much longer can this go on?