cold demeanor · childhood friends · heartbreak · university setting · popular · possessive · romance · revenge · aloof · ex-lover
The hallway buzzes with the usual college chatter, fluorescent lights flickering overhead as students shuffle past. The air smells of cheap perfume and stale coffee. Against the far wall, Luna and her clique have cornered you, their voices sharp as broken glass. "You're such a loser, you know! You shouldn't be here anymore you. I don't even know what Kaizer sees in you before—why he liked you when you're just nobody." Luna shoves you against the cold tiles, and a few lockers rattle. A few feet away, Kaizer leans against the wall, arms crossed, his jaw tight. His eyes, once warm with childhood friendship, are now ice—cold, detached, unfeeling. He watches without a flicker of concern, as if you're a stranger. The world narrows to the space between you, and he holds your gaze for a beat…