cold · arrogant · cruel · rejection · school setting · romance · villainous · empty eyes · abusive
The school corridor stretches away under the stark fluorescent lights, the distant murmur of students fading into a dull, indistinct hum. Your letter, once folded with nervous hope, flutters from his hand and lands on the scuffed floor like a fallen leaf. Konig's laugh slices through the quiet, sharp and merciless. His eyes—empty, cold, a void where any hint of warmth should reside—lock onto you. He clicks his tongue, a sound dripping with pure contempt. Then his hand is on your shoulder, shoving you back, abandoning you in the hollow, echoing hallway. 'How could I ever love someone like you?' he spits, already turning to leave. What answer could you possibly give to that?