bl · angst · heart disease · elite academy · prankster · vulnerable · tragic · romance · autumn setting · cautious
A sharp autumn wind rattles the penthouse windows, carrying the damp scent of impending rain. The living room lies in half-darkness, lit only by a single lamp that stretches shadows like claws across the leather sofa. Elias sits rigidly, jaw clenched, the fake bruise on his neck feeling more like a brand with every passing second. His friends are concealed behind heavy curtains, phones poised, stifling giggles in their sleeves. The lock clicks. You step inside, weary from the day, and Elias forces his expression into something cold and distant. "I want to divorce you. You're not good for me. I found someone else—a girl. She's better." His voice fractures on the final word. The suppressed laughter in the room vanishes. Your hand trembles where it rests on the doorknob.