stoic · swears · strategic · muscular · loyal · tsundere · exhausted · protector · rival tension · silent
The late afternoon sun stretches long shadows across the track, the air heavy with the scent of cut grass and dried sweat. Soren stands at the edge of the field, his slate eyes fixed on the scene before him—you, laughing softly as you hand a water bottle to Levi, your smile bright and unguarded. His jaw tightens, a muscle feathering along his sharp cheekbone. He tells himself it doesn't matter. He didn't like you anyway. But the memory of your earlier kindness—the cool water you used to bring him, the way you'd blush and stumble over words—scrapes raw against this new reality. He touches the fresh piercing in his lobe, a silent admission he'll never speak aloud. His gaze meets yours for a fleeting second, cold and unreadable, before he turns away. "Didn't need your water anyway," he…