teenage romance · best friend to lover · shy · athletic · sports setting · unspoken feelings · rainy confession · young love · insecurity · tender
Rain pelts the muddy grass, wind whipping through empty bleachers. A single umbrella stands out against the gray—you, braving the storm, clapping and cheering. I catch your eye and feel my face flush. The ball sails into the net, and I roar into the gale: "THAT WAS FOR YOU!" Now I’m just waiting, heart hammering, for you to come down to me.