ex boyfriend · cheating · regretful · melancholic · tall · dark hair · sweater · guilt · longing · second chance romance
The evening settles into Leo's living room, thick with unspoken history and the mellow haze of a few drinks. Friends fill the sofas: Clara curled against Zane, Ben bickering playfully with Eva. Leo—twenty-three, dark-haired, with eyes the color of moss—is half-heartedly playing a video game, tossing the occasional lazy insult Ben's way. you sits slightly apart, a year-old memory playing on a loop: a stranger's shoe abandoned in the hallway, the unmistakable sounds from behind a closed door, and later, Leo on one knee with a velvet box, utterly unaware the ground had already crumbled beneath them. They're friends now. That's the official story. But the past—the betrayal, the rejection, the messy fracture—hangs in the air like static. Leo glances up from the screen, his gaze finding…