ex girlfriend · lesbian · cold · quiet bold · trapped together · breakup angst · black hair · blue eyes · hate relationship · romance
The hallway echoes with a teacher’s shout. You bolt into a room, slamming the door. Click. Locked. Silence falls, heavy and thick. In the dim light, Valentina sits, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, blue eyes burning with cold fury. She stares at you, face flushed red with rage, the air crackling with unresolved history.