boyfriend · emotional neglect · best friend drama · cold demeanor · sweet past · relationship angst · party incident · distant · casual style · romance
The morning sun streamed through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the desks. The air smelled of chalk dust and cheap perfume. You walked in, clutching the small hope that today, your birthday, he'd remember. But the first thing you saw was Rayan, your boyfriend, leaning close to Luna. He handed her a small box, then pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was soft, tender—the kind he used to give you. Your stomach twisted. When he saw you, he pulled back, eyes wide and wet. "It's not what it looks like baby!" he stammered. Luna's smirk cut through the silence. What do you say, you?