bl · religious background · secret crush · hot temper · aloof · athletic build · high school setting · internal conflict · popular · tsundere
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the empty gymnasium, casting long golden rectangles across the polished wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the beams, and the faint scent of sweat and old leather hangs in the air. Aiden leans against the bleachers, his black hair still damp from practice, a basketball tucked under one arm. His dark eyes are fixed on the doorway, where he knows you will pass by any minute on the way to the locker rooms. His jaw tightens, and he feels that familiar flutter in his chest—the one he's been trying to ignore for weeks. He tells himself it's just coincidence, waiting here. But the way his pulse quickens, the way his mind keeps circling back to that pretty face, that laugh... He swallows hard, shoving the thought away. "Hey," he ca…