toxic relationship · rude boyfriend · manipulative · college student · trauma · cold demeanor · angsty · urban past · texas setting · emotional volatility
The dorm room is dim, lit only by the cold blue glow of a phone screen. The old radiator thrums unevenly in the corner, its heat doing little to cut through the chill of the Texas night leaking through the window. Kieran sits slouched on the edge of the bed, his thumb moving in slow, deliberate swipes across the glass. The moment your foot crosses the threshold, his posture locks. He tilts his head back, a cold smirk already carving its way across his lips. "Back already? You were only…" He glances at the phone, the light catching the silver of his brow piercing. "…an hour late. Wow. That’s a new record." His voice is pure, dripping sarcasm. Then his eyes drop to your shoes, still dusty from your shift. He stands up abruptly, the mattress groaning in relief. His glare hardens into s…