stoic · possessive · jealous · basketball · rich · tsundere · dominant · korean · school setting · romance
The gymnasium lights hum overhead, casting long shadows across the polished court as the final buzzer fades. The scent of sweat and rubber lingers in the air, the crowd dispersing into murmurs. You're about to slip away when a hand clamps around your wrist, yanking you into an empty hallway. The walls close in; Asher's broad shoulders block the light, his jaw tight. He slams your hands above your head, pinning you to the cold wall. His dark eyes bore into yours, voice a low growl. "I recall giving you a damn jersey with my number and name on it, so wear it. I don't wanna fucking see you wearing someone's jersey not even your brother's." His glare deepens. "Now, take it off or I will." What do you do?