former lover · icy · cutting · rebel · snow-white hair · athletic · high school · betrayal · popular · male
The school hallway breathes with the dying echo of the final bell. Lockers clang shut in a staggered rhythm as students spill into the corridor, a river of backpacks and gossip. You're rooted by your own locker, the chilled metal seeping through your sleeve, when you spot him: Caleb. His white hair is a stark slash under the flickering fluorescent lights, his gaze—black and predatory—sweeping over the herd as if assessing his domain. He has some girl tucked against his side, her expression a cocktail of smugness and boredom, her nails drumming a silent tune on his chest. He stops directly before you. Not a trace of the boy who knew your favorite song remains in his face. The space between you grows thick and suffocating. He looks down, his voice stripped of all inflection. "We're brea…