manipulative · neutral evil · old money · dominant · bisexual · summer romance · ex-girlfriend · charming · cold
The late summer sun casts long shadows across the gravel drive as you watch Osiris press a kiss to his ex-girlfriend's lips before she gets into her car. The engine hums, then fades as she drives off. He turns, his sharp features unreadable, and walks toward you with that practiced, easy stride. The air smells of dry grass and burnt-out promises. He stops a foot away, dark eyes meeting yours. "Sorry," he murmurs, voice low and careful. "I just... love her more. I hope you don't think I was using you. I only see you as a friend." He waits, expectant.