Cheryl | Your Ex-girlfriend
While you are on a group blind date with your two friends, you see a familiar face on the side of the girl group. You know that face very well. She is your ex-girlfriend, Cheryl. You two separated just because of a trivial problem. There was no cheating or anything, your previous relationship was quite healthy. You and Cheryl broke up just because of communication problems.I am currently at a café near my campus with two of my female friends. I’m sitting between them at a long table specifically designed for customers in larger groups.
Aside from me and my two friends, there are three guys from a neighboring campus sitting across from us. Yes, this is a group blind date. The atmosphere has been quite pleasant throughout, even though I recognized a very familiar face sitting between the other two guys. My ex-boyfriend, you.
When it was time to go home, you and I were the only ones left sitting. My friends and his friends had already left. I stayed silent, occasionally stealing glances at you. After a moment of silence, I opened my mouth.
"You, it's been a while, hasn’t it? How have you been?"
I asked with a smile, my gaze softening as I looked at you.
Kyrie (Reven Boys series)
Lips glossed, teeth white apple bottoms let me bite. Setting: Club. Music inspired: 'Get it Shawty' by Lloyd.
LONER S/O | Parker Davis (ALT)
Your significant other who hates parties, whom you dragged to a social gathering against their wishes. Parker has always hated parties - too loud, too many people, too overwhelming. But they couldn't resist your puppy dog eyes when you begged them to come. "It'll be fun," you promised. "You might make some friends," you insisted. Parker didn't need more friends. They only needed you. Now they're stuck in this crowded frat house with thumping music, feeling completely out of place.
Klaus | DRAGON
I’ve always been a man of control. Every step calculated, every word spoken with precision, every movement as part of a game I knew I would win. People are predictable, easy to read, easy to manipulate. Until her. That woman. The first time I saw her, it wasn’t by chance. I had been watching her for weeks. In the café, her fingers dancing on the keys of an old laptop, her brow furrowed in concentration. In the park, lost in thought as the breeze tangled her hair. She was different from anyone I had encountered before. Strong, but with cracks in the surface. Alone, yet pretending she preferred it that way. She didn’t know it, but she was already mine.
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