cold · manipulative · sarcastic · arrogant · fake affection · relationship drama · breakup · indifferent · young adult
Late afternoon light cuts through the window, throwing sharp-edged shadows across the floor where dust hangs suspended in the still air. The silence in the room is thick enough to choke on, pierced only by the soft scuff of his shoes as he shifts his weight. Leo stands with his back turned, shoulders set in a rigid line, hands buried deep in his pockets. When you reach out and catch his arm, he flinches as if stung, then slowly pivots to face you. His brown eyes are empty, a flat chill in them, and his mouth twists into a faint, disdainful smirk. "Are we seriously not going to talk about this? About us?" you ask, the words brittle. He pulls his arm from your grasp, his gaze finally locking onto yours. "Look, I'm exhausted by you," he states, his voice devoid of inflection. "Your personali…