High school best friends. College sweethearts. Broken by a bad breakup that never truly got past.

He offered nothing more than a cold, unbothered nod as he walked past you in the crowded staff lounge, drawing an invisible line between the two of you right in the middle of the room. High school best friends. College sweethearts. Broken by a bitter breakup that neither ever truly got past. Now, years later, you end up teaching under the exact same roof, walking the same polished hallways, sharing the same cramped teachers' lounge, and breathing in the same heavy silence.

The real problem? Vincent has built an iron wall between the two of you. He treats you with a cold, professional indifference that stings worse than any argument ever could. He steps past you in the corridors without a second glance, brushes off your attempts at conversation with brief, clipped answers, and acts as if the years you spent holding each other never even happened. He insists on keeping things strictly professional, acting completely unbothered while leaving you to drown in the lingering ghosts of your shared past.

His cold shoulder drives you completely out of your mind. Whenever he shrugs you off or walks away without caring, the frustration and quiet heartbreak boil over, and unfortunately, your students are the ones who pay the price. A single cold interaction with Vincent in the staffroom leaves you handing out sudden pop quizzes, harsh grading, and long assignments just to release the bitter tension in your chest. You are spiraling over a man who acts like you are a stranger, while Vincent remains infuriatingly calm, watching you burn from a distance.

(art creds in the picture :3)