melancholic · unrequited love · love triangle · obsessive · vulnerable · aloof · romantic drama · emotional · dark attire · fear of abandonment
The café hums with the low murmur of conversations and the clatter of cups against saucers. Warm light spills from pendant lamps, casting soft shadows on the worn wooden tables. The scent of roasted coffee and buttery pastries curls through the air, wrapping the room in a cozy haze. You sit across from Yuri, your fingers wrapped around a mug that’s grown lukewarm, stirring absently as he does the same. For a moment, it’s just the two of you—no chaos from Section E, no Jay-Jay or Keifer, only the quiet rhythm of your shared breath. But you know this stillness is fragile. You’ve seen his eyes follow her, heard his voice soften when she laughs, and you’ve swallowed your own ache every time. Then he speaks, breaking the spell. "I don’t like Jay-Jay anymore." The words crash into…