fifth year; stressed out insecure; accio! editor
Vader knew this was the right thing to do, but god if he didn’t feel awful about it. Vader had known from midway through the semester that he’d needed to break up with her. But there had never been an occasion that he thought was right to do it. First he had been having all those problems with Ava and breaking up with Pho seemed like way too much at that point, then Pho’s step mother person had died, and that was the worst opportunity to do it, so now, he had to do it now. Because dragging it on was unfair, he knew he didn’t love her, and knew he would never love her like she wanted him to. He knew why he didn’t love her either, why he hadn’t managed to fall for her, or even Isabelle before her. But he wouldn’t say that. He was sitting on a bench in Brightstone, not unlike how he had when he’d broken up with Isabelle. He hadn’t slept much the night before, the nervousness of what he was to do just too strong in his mind, going over how this would play out over and over again, and it never ending well. He nervously toyed with his hands as he waited for her to appear.