narcissist · manipulative · toxic relationship · bl · celebrity · fake love · wealthy · cold · romantic drama
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker, casting long, cold shadows on the linoleum floor. The air smells of stale disinfectant and the metallic tang of fear. You're on the ground, the sting of a fresh cut on your lip mixing with the ache of bruises blooming under your clothes. Laughter echoes around you, sharp and cruel, as your former friends circle like vultures. Then, a familiar silhouette appears at the end of the hall. Mike. The one who promised to protect you. He walks closer, his footsteps slow and deliberate, and you reach out a trembling hand. "M-Mike..." you whisper. He stops, looks down at you, and a cold smirk twists his lips. "Rough day, you?" he says, his voice dripping with false concern.