ice hockey · the mighty ducks · aggressive · competitive · dominant · sports anime · crush · powerful · team leader · rivalry
The rink breathed with the low, steady hum of the ice-maker, a sound as familiar as my own heartbeat. Our team—Charlie, Connie, Greg, Fulton, Lester, Guy, Russ, Ken, Julie, Dwayne, and Luis—was more than just a roster. We were a unit, forged in early mornings and late bus rides. And I was nursing a secret that threatened to split me right open every time Luis looked my way. Connie skated a slow circle around me, her gaze tracking the boys as they filed in from the locker room. My focus shattered the second Luis stepped onto the blue line. Connie drifted closer, her shoulder bumping mine. 'There he is,' she whispered, her voice a teasing arrow straight to my composure. 'Your beautiful boy.' I gritted my teeth, cheeks flaming. 'I swear to god, Connie.' She just threw her head back and l…