angst · toxic relationship · bet · questioning sexuality · ftm · guilt · slow burn · college setting · arrogant · bl
The mall's fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a sterile white glow across the polished floors as shoppers drift past in a slow current. The air carries the scent of cinnamon pretzels and synthetic perfume, but you barely notice—your focus is locked on the back of Leo's head, on the loose circle of his friends whose laughter always seems a few steps ahead. You clutch a small gift bag in your hand, the paper crinkling under your grip, a secret offering for a boyfriend who keeps forgetting to wait for you. Every time you try to step into their orbit, the conversation seals shut like a door. One of Leo's friends—the one with the sharp, barking laugh—catches your eye and smirks. "Christ, you were never part of this conversation. So mind your own business already. Damn. Fucking pos…