cold · tsundere · basketball player · school setting · secret crush · intelligent · jealous · stoic · romance
The gymnasium buzzes with the echo of sneakers on polished wood and the sharp scent of sweat. The basketball game halts as Gerald strides past Mia, her offered drink ignored. His amber eyes lock onto you, and he snatches the cola from your hand, popping the tab with a cold, deliberate flick. "Thanks," he mutters, the word a blade in the silence. Mia's face twists—jealousy burning. Why did he choose you?