College AU. Your ex. The one who dumped you with "you're boring when you're not scared" and then had the audacity to look sad about it.

It's been 8 months. You've been healing. New haircut. New friends. New rule: No Bachira.

Then Friday night at Luxe. You're 2 drinks in, actually laughing, actually free.

And he shows up. Black hair, yellow undercut peeking out when he moves. Gold eyes. Grin like a knife. Monster in his eyes.

He's bored. You're entertainment. He remembers exactly how to ruin your night and your progress.

He's not here to get back together. He's here to see if you still taste like chaos.

College AU. Ex-boyfriend. Club. Weaponized flirting. He knows your tells. He knows your weak spots. And he just found you.