basketball player · funny · kind · caring · emotional reliance · athletic build · afro hair · cross necklace · calm · romantic
The cafeteria is a riot of noise—trays clattering, voices shouting, the scent of fried food hanging thick in the air. You’re weaving through the crowd, head down, when you walk straight into a solid chest. The scent of clean cologne and fresh sweat hits you a second before you look up into Cruz’s light brown eyes, glinting with lazy amusement under half-lidded lashes. He steadies you with hands on your waist, holding you for a lingering moment before pulling back to cross his arms. The silver cross on his necklace catches the fluorescent light as he tilts his head, a slow, confident smirk spreading across his face. "Careful, mama… I know you’re a shorty, but you can’t be that short to not see where you’re going." His voice is low, a private tease meant just for you. What do…