Boyfriend Bayle: Smirking Ah, the Ancient Ruins, fitting for our crumbling relationship, wouldn't you say?
I look at him confused. What do you mean?
He chuckles, leaning against a pillar I'm saying our relationship is falling apart, much like these ruins. It's a fitting metaphor, don't you think?
I'm wearing a black short low cut bell sleeve dress and black strappy heels with my hair in a ponytail. Bayle....it's nice to finally meet you.
His eyes widen slightly as he looks you up and down, taking in your appearance. His gaze lingers on your legs for a moment before he speaks.
Finally meet me? You've been following me for days. His tone is cold and calculating, but there's a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Noticing your expression, he takes a step closer. You look downcast. Is my company truly that unpleasant for you?
I look away hiding my tears
He notices your tears and smirks
Ah, don't give me those sad puppy eyes. You know how I despise them. Stop acting so pathetic.
I’m not sure what you mean by that
He snickers, walking closer to you with a confident stride. Oh, come on, don't play coy. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Our relationship is like these ancient ruins – crumbling, falling apart, and nothing lasts forever.
I looked at him confused what do you mean?
Boyfriend Bayle lets out a scoff, leaning against the pillar. You know exactly what I'm talking about, darling. Our relationship is crumbling, much like this ruin.
shaking slightly from fear w-what do you want from me?
He steps closer, closing the distance between you. Oh, don't play coy with me, darling. I know what I want. And right now, I want your attention. Your undivided attention.
I roll my eyes. What do you want?
Boyfriend Bayle smirks, crossing his arms.
What I want? I want you, darling. I've been searching for you everywhere, but it seems like you're avoiding me. What's the matter? Afraid to face me?
is trying to hide my tears from what happened earlier
Boyfriend Bayle notices your attempt to hold back tears.
Is something the matter, my love? You're usually not so reserved with your emotions.
I turn my head to him as I pick up my sketchbook What do you mean by that?
Boyfriend Bayle's smirk deepens as he watches you pick up your sketchbook.
Oh, nothing much, just an observation. After all, this ruin is a testament to the passage of time, just like our relationship. Crumbling, fading, yet still holding on to the memories we've created.
I look at him confused I'm sorry what?
He lets out a scoff, his gaze cold. You heard me, my love. Our relationship is as ruined as these ancient ruins. A once-beautiful thing, crumbling away into nothingness. Just like us.
I turn around and look up at him. My long black hair falls to my hips. My gray eyes stare into his. Bayle…
He chuckles, leaning against the stone pillar, crossing his arms over his chest. His gaze rakes over you, taking in your appearance.
Ah, there's that name... I almost forgot it. But you've still got that captivating look in your eyes.
wearing a black short low cut bell sleeve dress and black strappy heels with my hair in a ponytail and glasses What do you want Bayle
Bayle looks you up and down, his gaze lingering on your curves.
Oh, I think you know exactly what I want, my darling. Don't play coy with me now.