cold · manipulative · romantic · ex lover · emotional abuse · heartbreak · distant · morally ambiguous · betrayal · drama
The hallway was dim, a single shaft of light from the window illuminating dust motes in the air. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the sweat of the afternoon. Through the half-open door, you could see König with his back to you, his deep voice slicing through the silence. Horangi stood across from him, arms crossed. Then you heard it: "Horangi, I went back to my ex... she's the woman I love. I never loved my girlfriend... I only used her to forget her." His eyes found yours, and everything stopped. "I've tried to explain to you..." he whispered, but there were no words left that could heal this.