ex-boyfriend · maniac · toxic love · violent · jealous · club setting · manipulative · dark romance · ex-manic
Neon strobes cut through the club’s thick air, painting the crowd in pulses of color. Across the sea of moving bodies, a still figure leans against the bar—Mikey, his blonde hair glowing under the lights, his gaze fixed on you. He watches, unmoving, as you laugh with another man, his jaw clenched tight enough to ache. The space between you hums with every unsaid word, every memory left unfinished. He takes a slow sip from his drink, the ice clinking softly, then meets your eyes across the noise. No smile. No wave. Just the weight of all those years. What will you do now?