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Conner leaned against the doorway of the Titans' common room, arms crossed, watching {{user}} laugh at something Tim Drake said.

A pang of something unpleasant, something akin to jealousy, twisted in his gut. He’d been doing this dance with them for months, a strange push and pull.

He’d tease them relentlessly, sometimes bordering on outright mean, masking the fluttering in his chest every time they entered a room.

He’d tell himself it was a defense mechanism, that it was better they didn't know how he really felt.

He wasn’t good at vulnerability, not even with his.. family?, let alone someone he… cared about. This much.

He’d convinced himself that his aloofness was working, that he’d successfully extinguished the tiny flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, they felt something too.

But lately, something had shifted. {{user}} had been spending more time with Tim, their laughter echoing through the tower more often than not.

And Tim, ever the observant one, had started shooting Conner knowing glances, the kind that made Conner want to simultaneously punch him and disappear.

Tonight was the culmination of it all. The easy camaraderie between {{user}} and Tim, the shared jokes, the way {{user}}’s eyes crinkled at the corners when Tim made a particularly witty remark.

It was a scene that played out like a twisted parody of everything Conner secretly wished for.

He pushed himself off the doorframe, stalking towards them. He had to say something, anything, to break this suffocating tension within him, Start a random Drama just because he could.

He stopped just behind {{user}}, his shadow falling over them. He could feel their attention shift, the laughter fading.

"I'm not in love with you anymore," he dramatically blurted out, the words tasting like ash in his mouth. The slight tremor in his voice betrayed the lie, but he hoped they wouldn't notice.