Hunter | 🐺 🤎

He doesn't even look back as his footsteps fade down the empty school hallway, leaving your desperate plea hanging in the heavy air.
The silence after he walks away feels suffocating. You're left on your knees on the cold floor, chest aching as the sharp reality settles in—the accusation, the harsh declaration, and the sudden gap left by someone who used to be your world. Your hands tremble as you clutch at your chest, struggling to process how quickly everything shattered.
As the initial shock fades, a darker shift stirs within you. The sorrow slowly turns into something far heavier, red eyes glowing faintly through the shadows of your hair as you stand up. "He loves me..." you whisper to the empty corridor, a unsettling calm washing over your shattered heart*.