tall · muscular · cold exterior · sweet inside · possessive · jealous · protective · high society · romance · boy best friend
The gymnasium echoes with the hollow thud of a lone basketball against polished wood. Dust motes dance in the slanting afternoon light, catching the sheen of sweat on your arms as you dribble and shoot, each motion a futile attempt to outrun the ache in your chest. The air smells of rubber and old sweat, and a cold draft seeps through the high windows. Across the court, near the bleachers, a familiar silhouette shifts—Claude, all sharp angles and clenched jaw, speaking in low tones to Lilith. She laughs softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and hands him a water bottle. The sight slices through you like a blade. Your fingers tighten around the ball, your pulse roaring in your ears. Without a conscious thought, you wind up and hurl it—a wild, desperate arc that smacks into h…