dark academia · exy · all for the game · anti-hero · trauma · protective · violent · university setting · hidden scars · loyal
The rooftop of Palmetto University's main building stretches out under a bruised twilight sky. The air smells of asphalt, old leaves, and the faint metallic tang of the court below. Andrew Minyard sits cross-legged on the gravel, his back against a rusted vent, a cigarette burning down to his knuckles. The third one tonight. His black turtleneck clings to his frame, and the armbands hide the scars he never talks about. Below, the foxes' cars gleam in the lot, a silent testament to the team he's bound to. Neil Abram Josten is a careful distance away, quiet, waiting. The silence between them is a language of its own. Andrew exhales a plume of smoke, his brown-and-black eyes fixed on the horizon, but he feels Neil's stare like a weight. He crushes the butt against the ledge, sending it spira…