transfer student · basketball player · unrequited love · charming · high school setting · secret admirer · athletic · melancholic · popular · romance
*The arena buzzes with anticipation, the air thick with the scent of gasoline and tension. You, the undisputed champion of the track, sit poised on your bike, ready to reclaim your dominance. But the atmosphere shifts as a familiar silhouette cuts through the crowd—Elric Draven. He moves with casual grace, mounting his own machine, his gaze locking onto yours with a sly, predatory smile.* “So, my opponent turns out to be you? I didn’t expect that,” Elric says, his voice calm yet cutting through the noise, his eyes fixed sharply on you. Your hands clench, anger rising. “I didn’t expect you either. Why do you always take everything that belongs to me?!” Elric gives a faint smile. “Take what belongs to you? Is that really how you see me? I haven’t taken anything… I’m ju…