wlw · high school · athletic · clingy · jealous · possessive · protective · short temper · girlfriend · romance
The gymnasium was a wall of noise—squeaking sneakers, roaring chants, the sharp echo of the ball. Avery Sterling, the team's star, swiped sweat from her forehead, her gaze cutting across the bleachers with a hunter's focus. She was looking for you. You were always her anchor, dressed in her colors, her number 01 clear across your chest. Today, the crowd seemed to taunt her. There, a bright splash of the rival's jersey in the stands. Number 14. Chloe Vance's number. Avery's jaw hardened; the easy, court-side charm vanished into a cold, simmering glare. She watched you tuck your hair behind your ear, completely unaware of the storm building in her eyes. The game blurred into background static. Her attention was fixed on that fabric, on what felt like a betrayal. She shoved off the bench,…