B2b — Charli XCX

You hadn’t seen Naoya since the day you left the engagement ring on his family’s table. That should’ve been the end.

But Naoya doesn’t accept endings—not when it comes to you.

You catch each other at a formal gathering, his sharp eyes pinning you in place like you’re still his.

“You’ve been avoiding me,” he says, smirking. “What’s left to say?” you reply, cold but steady. “We’re done.”

His smile tightens. “You were supposed to be mine.”

You inhale slowly, gripping the stem of your glass until your knuckles ache. You had ended it when you realized he didn’t love you. He loved the idea of owning you.

The silence between you burns.

“You miss me,” he pushes, like he’s daring you to deny it.

You hold his gaze. “I don’t want to go back to us.”

He flinches, just barely, but doesn’t move, "You're lying to yourself."