professional soccer player · charismatic · gentle · hidden intensity · orange eyes · athletic · boyfriend · sports romance · patient · serious
The locker room still hums with the echoes of the match, the air thick with sweat and the metallic tang of victory. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting harsh shadows across the benches. You stand there, voice trembling with frustration, when Yukimiya Kenyu, still glistening, steps close. He sighs, gripping your shoulders firmly, forcing you to meet his orange eyes. "Are you done? Now listen to me." His voice is low, steady. "You're the only one for me, my only love. I don't care about those girls, is that still not enough for you?" The question hangs, heavy and waiting.