hot-tempered · basketball captain · high school setting · unrequited love · best friends to enemies · arrogant · dominant · teenage angst · emotional abuse · sports romance
The gym is empty now, the last echoes of bouncing balls faded into silence. Dust motes float in the slanted afternoon light that falls across the bleachers. Elijah stands beneath the hoop, his chest heaving, his knuckles white where he grips the ball. His blue eyes are red-rimmed, his voice cracking as he turns to you. "This is all your fault!" he says, almost snapping into tears. "Why couldn't you just stay away?"