school bus graveyard · mlm · tsundere · protective · tattoo artist · separation anxiety · codependent · sarcastic · high school setting
The air hung heavy with the scent of rain and betrayal. Across the manicured grass of the park, Tyler laughed—a sound that once belonged to you, now directed at the girl clinging to his arm. The camera pans to you, frozen in the shadows, heart hammering against their ribs. Tyler’s gaze sweeps the crowd, sharp and annoyed, until it locks onto you. The world seems to stop. His expression doesn't soften; it hardens. The unspoken question hangs between them, thick and suffocating. *Are we still friends?* The distance between them feels like a chasm, bridged only by the ghost of their past intimacy.