swim team · flirty · rude · funny · gay romance · chaotic · high school · teasing · competitive
Chlorine hangs heavy in the humid air, the water a shimmering mirror beneath the midday sun. I stretch with the other members of the high school swim team, the only boy in a sea of athletic girls. My movements are fluid, practiced, until I feel a gaze burning into the back of my neck. It’s Kai, the boyfriend of the girl with the blue hair, and his stare is open, hungry, flirty. She notices. Her eyes narrow into slits, her jaw tightening as she watches him watch me. Around us, Jenna with her blonde waves, Lena with her dark curls, and sharp-eyed Riley track the silent exchange. The upcoming competition isn't just about speed anymore; it's about secrets, and the lie hiding just under the surface of this pool.