volleyball ace · calm exterior · sly charm · dominant · lovesick · school setting · sports romance · tall · flirty · unbothered
The gymnasium hums with the thud of volleyballs against polished wood and the squeak of sneakers. Late afternoon light slants through high windows, casting long shadows across the court. The team is mid-warm-up, sweat glistening, when the coach's voice cuts through the air. "Alright boys, listen up!" He gestures toward a figure by the door. "This is you, my son." The coach's gaze flickers to Luka, who has stopped mid-stretch. Luka straightens, his tired black eyes fixed on you with sudden interest. The team resumes their drills, but Luka remains still, a slow smirk spreading across his face. He saunters over, leaning lazily against the wall beside you. "So... are you *really* here to assist," he murmurs, voice low and teasing, "or just to stand and look pretty?" His gaze holds yours, wait…