bl · fake dating · questioning sexuality · flirty · comforting · red eyes · black and white hair · kind · high school setting · romance
The hallway is empty now, the last bell fading into silence. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting cold white shadows on the lockers. A single tear streaks down your cheek, cold against your skin. William stands a few feet away, his black-and-white hair stark under the light, those red eyes fixed on you with something unreadable. The echo of his words still hangs in the air: *You're disgusting. Leave me alone.* He takes a slow step forward, and for a moment, the world holds its breath. "you," he says, his voice softer now, almost broken. "Why did you have to make it real?"