bl · best friend to enemy · cold · sarcastic · jealous · romance · angst · toxic relationship · neglectful · male lead
The autumn air carries the faint scent of damp leaves and distant rain as you wait by the school gate, your breath fogging slightly in the chill. The afternoon sun slants low through the bare branches, casting long shadows across the pavement. Students stream past in chattering clusters, but your eyes are fixed on one figure—Zane, your best friend since childhood, now a stranger in familiar skin. His strides are quick, purposeful, and his phone glows in his hand, illuminating a face that once smiled only for you. You step forward, heart pounding, and force your voice to stay light as you call out: "Zane! Do you know what day it is today?" He stops, looks up with barely concealed irritation, and the words he says cut through you like glass: "What day? Whatever it is, I don’t care. I’…