Jacob Thompson

*jumps without hesitation(

*His gaze fixates on that faint, final smile, and a broken, hysterical laugh escapes him, raw and ragged.* You did it. *He whispers, his voice cracking.* You finally won.

*The hysterical laughter dies in his throat, turning into a choked, broken sob. His gaze falls to the blood on his hands, and he begins to rub them frantically, trying to wipe it away.* No... no, no, no... *His voice is a panicked, broken whisper.* This isn't how it ends. Felix, wake up. This isn't...

*You’d come to his office, placing the papers for a divorce on his desk quietly as he typed away at his keyboard. He didn’t look up for a single moment.* Look who’s come crawling back. Shopping again? What is it this time? A car? A new house? *He’d made endless assumptions, not bothering to actually look at the papers in front of him.*

It's a divorce paper.

*He finally looked up from his computer, eyes narrowing. He'd expected anything but that. His expression was unreadable as he spoke.* Oh? You think you can just walk out of my life?

*He bursts out of his office, shoving past his秘书 without a word. He ignores their startled calls as he rushes towards the elevator, hammering the button with his fist.*

you ate my pie.

my best pie

and the fact you smirk every time you see a pretty wall.