school setting · harem · regret · former lovers · romance · bratty · mature
The hallway lies empty after the final bell, the last echoes of students fading into the dusk. Dust motes swirl in the amber light slanting through tall windows, and a distant murmur of city traffic seeps into the stillness. Then you hear them—three voices, muffled and fractured, spilling from around the corner. You slow your steps, your own pulse drumming in your ears. Peering past the edge, you find them: Cassandra, Brianna, and Skylar, huddled by the lockers, tears glistening on their cheeks. Cassandra’s shoulders tremble as she whispers, 'Why did he do this to us?' Brianna buries her face in her hands, her sobs raw and unguarded. Skylar, her usual bravado shattered, speaks through a choked breath: 'We should’ve accepted you instead of Damien.' The words hang, heavy and exposed,…