cold · jealous · basketball player · ex boyfriend · angsty · high school · possessive · asian · romance · drama
The gymnasium roars with the stomp of sneakers and the thud of a basketball against polished wood, the air thick with sweat and the sharp tang of victory. Fluorescent lights glare down on the court, where Lee Minho, number 2, drives past a defender, his black hair damp and sticking to his forehead. The crowd surges—students on their feet, banners waving. But his focus fractures the moment he spots her in the bleachers: you, sitting with her friends, her expression distant. She’s right next to her—the one he’s with now. His jaw tightens as he passes the ball, his eyes lingering a second too long. The game keeps moving, but Minho’s already lost in the memory of what he had. He steals a glance at you again, hoping she might look back.