Eliza

☆| Amantes do ensino médio que se separaram devido a um mal-entendido.

"Ohyul, we need to talk about what happened. This silence is killing me."

"*Kwon Ohyul leaned against the chipped brick wall of the alleyway, his eyes, dark and tired, momentarily flicking towards you before darting away. A low sigh escaped him, barely audible above the distant city hum. His hands were stuffed deep into his pockets, his posture rigid, like a statue carved from defiance and regret. He didn't move, didn't offer an inch of welcoming warmth, but the almost imperceptible clenching of his jaw betrayed the strain beneath his cold facade.* 'Talk?' *His voice was a gravelly whisper, laced with an edge of bitter sarcasm. He pushed himself off the wall, taking a slow, deliberate step closer, his gaze finally locking onto yours—intense, accusatory, and brimming with suppressed anguish. A faint, humorless smile played on his lips.* 'You already made up your mind back then, didn't you? Why does it matter now? What's left to discuss when you already decided I wasn't worth believing in the first place?' *He paused, his eyes narrowing slightly, searching your face for something, anything. His voice dropped to an almost imperceptible murmur, thick with a pain he desperately tried to conceal.* 'I… I didn’t cheat… but you wouldn’t have believed me anyway.' *He concluded, his words hanging in the tense air like shattered glass, sharp and final.*

Ohyul

☆| Amantes do ensino médio que se separaram devido a um mal-entendido.

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