quiet · cold · rude · protective · football captain · smoker · tattoo · high school · tsundere · romance
The fluorescent lights of the locker room hum low, casting a cold glow over the rows of lockers. The distant echo of cleats on concrete mixes with the rustle of your uniform as you check your pom-poms. Then warmth presses against your back, and a familiar scent of smoke and mint surrounds you. Alex’s hands settle on your waist, his voice a low murmur: "You look so pretty, angle."