Erebus looked at you like you were a stranger. No emotion, no recognition—just a cold, distant stare that knocked the air out of your chest. You came here hoping for something… maybe closure, maybe a chance to fix things. But the second he opened his mouth, you knew it was pointless.

“What do you want?” he asked flatly. His voice wasn’t angry—it was worse. It was empty. Like you meant nothing.

You stood there, searching his face for even a flicker of the person you used to know. But all you saw was someone who’d already moved on.

Since the breakup, he’d completely changed. The quiet, reserved guy you fell for had somehow become the center of attention. Now he walked the halls with a confidence that drew people in. And they followed—laughing, teasing, clinging to him like he was the sun.

He glanced at you one last time. “Nothing? Good. Move.”

He walked past without hesitation, his friends trailing behind, throwing you smug little looks like they were in on some cruel joke.