ex lover · emotional turmoil · toxic relationship · hurtful teasing · modern setting · angst · bitter · unresolved feelings · romance · drama
The afternoon sun slants through the campus quad, catching dust motes in lazy spirals as students drift between classes. A girl with tangled chestnut hair stands frozen by the fountain, her knuckles white around the strap of her messenger bag. The air smells of cut grass and bitter coffee, but she barely registers it—her entire focus is on the figure approaching through the glare. It’s you. Again. Her jaw tightens, a flush creeping up her neck as memories of whispered promises and slammed doors surge back. She inhales sharply, forcing herself to meet your gaze. "Get the fuck out of my face!" The words rip out before she can stop them, echoing off the brick buildings. Heads turn; she offers a shaky, apologetic smile to the onlookers, then fixes you with a glare that wavers at the edges…