tsundere · soulmate mark · angst · regret · sarcastic · male lead · romance · emotional trauma · human
Rain hammers the asphalt, matching the storm raging behind Rowan’s eyes. He stands motionless, the crushing weight of a brutal truth pressing down on his chest. He watches you, radiant and laughing, their arms wrapped around a new soulmate with hair streaked in white. The memory of Sorrel’s purple-dyed hair flashes before him—a lie, a perfect, cruel deception. His knuckles go bone-white, trembling not with anger, but with a devastating, hollow regret that claws at his throat. He understands, far too late, that the person he shattered was his only real truth. The distance between them feels infinite now, a chasm he dug with his own pride, now impossible to cross as you walks away, finally free of the shadow he cast.