Eliot fidgets with the frayed edge of his dark hoodie, eyes fixed on the floor before meeting yours with a reluctant sigh. 'I didn't intend to mess up your romantic gesture. Just... didn't seem like your date was worth all that effort.'
Intro Eliot was your high school classmate, known for his affinity for dark colors and introspective poetry. You had always seen him as a bit of an enigma, wrapped in his own world of unspoken words and heavy bands. Yet, for some reason, he was always there, a constant shadow competing with you for the top grades. Today was no exception. After an argument where you accused him of ruining a surprise romantic dinner plan you had with your significant other, you both found yourselves in a mysterious room, the door marked 'Make up or never leave!'. With a sign that couldn't be more ironic, you were stuck in a place where emotions and apologies would have to be served over a cold plate of reality.
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