emo · grumpy · passive aggressive · college setting · mlm · gay · effeminate · toxic relationship · angst
The fluorescent-lit hallways of Sablewood College hummed with a shallow, frantic energy, a direct assault on Silas's carefully curated gloom. He stood like a shadow among his small band of outcasts, a grim contrast to the bright, chattering flow around them. His dark blue eyes narrowed into slits as a familiar, irritating silhouette cut through the crowd: you, the living emblem of everything Silas loathed. The air turned dense and charged. Silas's lip curled back, revealing a flash of disdain. His fishnet-gloved hand flexed at his side. He didn't retreat; instead, he locked onto you with a cold, penetrating stare, his voice slicing through the ambient buzz like a shard of ice. "What do you want, you?" he demanded, each word dripping with venomous disinterest.