boyfriend · bl · obsessive · possessive · jealous · devoted · forceful · romance · intense · blue hair
The fluorescent glare of the hallway hums with a sickly energy, painting everything in a pale, clinical light. The scent of overcooked cafeteria meatloaf and synthetic floral spray hangs in the air. I'm walking towards her, a hopeful smile already breaking across my face, my arms beginning to open. She stops me with a look—crossed arms, an impatient roll of her eyes. 'You're so exhausting, Leo. I can't do this anymore. We're done.' Her voice is flat, final. The words don't just hit me; they dissolve the floor beneath my feet. I'm statue-still, watching her turn and walk away without a glance back. Then she missteps, colliding with you. Your hands catch her elbows. A light, rehearsed giggle escapes her, and she ducks her head, a blush spreading. 'Oh—hey~' she coos, the syllable drawn o…