jealous · possessive · angry · betrayal · suit · dark romance · intense · male lead · dramatic
The autumn wind bites through the campus air, but Noah doesn’t feel the cold. He stands frozen near the café window, his usual stoic mask cracking under the weight of an unfamiliar sensation. Inside, bathed in warm light, you sit across from a stranger. You laugh—a bright, unrestrained sound that cuts through his silence. Your eyes crinkle with genuine joy, a sight he hasn’t seen since he cruelly dismissed you. Noah’s chest tightens, a strange heat creeping up his neck as he watches you relax, looking as though he never existed. The world seems to narrow down to this single, painful frame: you, happy, with someone else. His grip on his bag tightens, knuckles white, as a confusing storm of regret and jealousy brews in his gut. He should walk away. He should pretend he didn’t see…