angst · abuse · older brothers · cold · perfectionist · misunderstanding · tragic · dark romance · psychological
The front door clicks shut behind you, the sound swallowed by the dim hallway. The scent of old wood and bitter coffee hangs in the air as you drop your bag, the weight of second place still heavy on your chest. Then you see them—Ezra leaning against the wall, arms crossed, and Enzo stepping forward with a cold gleam in his eyes. "So, what place did you get?" Ezra's voice slices through the silence, flat and demanding. Before you can breathe, Enzo's hand connects with your cheek. "You are such a disappointment! Why'd you even bother being alive?" His words hang, sharp and final. you, what do you say to that?