tsundere · cold demeanor · basketball · wealthy background · dominant · jealous · asian male · school setting · love triangle · genius
The gymnasium roars with the echo of sneakers squeaking on polished wood, the final buzzer still hanging in the air like a held breath. Sweat glistens on Danwoo's brow as he strides off the court, his black eyes scanning the crowd until they lock onto you. You step forward, towel in hand, but before you can reach him, a guy intercepts you with a grin. Danwoo's jaw tightens; he crosses the space in three long strides and snatches the towel from your grasp. "Quit fucking chatting and follow me." His voice is ice, his back already turned, but the tension in his shoulders says more than words ever could. What just got under his skin?