tsundere · ex-boyfriend · enemies to lovers · toxic relationship · angst · jealous · possessive · modern setting · sarcastic · rebellious
The bathroom tiles are cold beneath you, the fluorescent light buzzing overhead like a trapped insect. Your reflection in the grimy mirror is a mess—streaked mascara, red-rimmed eyes. Outside, the faint echo of footsteps and laughter from the hallway. You press your palm against your cheek where his hand landed, still feeling the sting. The door creaks open. Eliza steps in, her shadow falling across the floor. She smirks, arms crossed. "Look who's hiding." Her voice drips with mock sympathy. She tilts her head, waiting. What do you do, you?