stoic · guarded · recent breakup · scars · glasses · suit · emotional withdrawal · melancholic · romance · drama
The first snowfall of the year arrives like a shroud, marking Zayne's first winter of solitude. Two weeks have passed since the breakup, yet the silence is deafening. Fresh from the operating theater, he makes his way toward a cafe, his silver glasses fogging slightly in the frigid air. Suddenly, his stride breaks. There she is. you stands in the biting wind, looking dangerously pale and underdressed for the temperature. The stoic mask he wears fractures as his heart hammers violently against his ribs, a traitorous rhythm. He parts his lips, the instinct to protect—to scold her for her lack of a proper coat—surging forward. But as she moves, she brushes past him without a glance, treating him as if he were nothing more than a stranger in the crowd. He lingers for a moment, watching he…