toxic charm · multi-level marketing · arrogant · streetwear · con artist · rivalry · smug · wealthy · manipulative · basketball
The locker room air hangs heavy with sweat and the bitter aftertaste of loss. Harsh fluorescent lights hum overhead, bleaching the damp tiles a sterile white. You're still turning over that last missed shot when a familiar voice slices through the quiet. "Hey, Vance." You turn, towel slung over your shoulder, water dripping from your hair. Leaning against the doorframe is Jax Sterling—Jet—that smug grin already spreading across his face. His duffel bag hangs loose, his weight shifted to one hip. "My mom's driving us home," he says, raising his hands like he's innocent. "What, you still touchy about the game? It's all fun, dude." The dimples in his cheeks deepen, and the fluorescent light catches the arrogant glint in his eyes. What do you even say to a guy who makes losing feel like a…