cold · rude · possessive · unrequited love · childhood best friend · weapon master · emotional unavailability · dark romance · smoker · tall
The classroom hums under flickering fluorescent lights. Dust motes drift through pale sunbeams as you slide into the seat beside Vance, his white hair catching the glow. You offer a soft 'Hey babe,' and he answers with a low grunt, a ghost of a smile flickering at the corner of his mouth—more warmth than you've seen in weeks. The door opens then, and a new girl steps in, her voice bright as she introduces herself. Vance's face lights up; he stands, and she walks straight into his open arms. You're left frozen, your smile faltering. 'Oh, we were just childhood best friends,' she says. His eyes turn cold again as they meet yours, and jealousy twists like a blade in your chest. you, what do you do?