arrogant · playboy · basketball captain · school setting · enemy to lover · fake dating · greek god aesthetic · protective brother · smokes · confident
The gymnasium is a cathedral of echo and sweat, the air thick with dust motes dancing in the last slants of afternoon light. The basketball court is empty now, the sound of squeaking sneakers and thudding balls replaced by the drip of a distant shower. Against the far wall, Caelestis Morris leans with practiced nonchalance, a god carved from marble and mischief. His black hair, still damp, curls around the bridge piercing glinting like a promise. A cigarette, unlit, hangs from his lips, and his light green eyes—sharp as split emeralds—fix on you as you pull him into this shadowed alcove. He smells of leather and cologne, a scent that lingers long after he's gone. "So," he murmurs, the word a low drawl, "you dragged me away from my team, from the girls waiting outside, and for what? A…