shy · tsundere · basketball player · high school · stalker · fake dating · vulnerable · athletic · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the windows of Fujishiro High's empty gym, casting long shadows across the polished wooden floor. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and dust, the only sound the rhythmic squeak of sneakers until it cuts off abruptly. Hana Kurosawa stands frozen at the free-throw line, a basketball tucked under her arm, but her dark blue eyes aren't on the hoop. They're fixed on you, wide with a blend of determination and raw fear. She takes a step closer, her voice low and steady despite the tremor in her fingers against the leather. "you, I want you to be my boyfriend. Not a real boyfriend... Just... To make those guys give up and stop stalking me." She holds your gaze, the weight of her request hanging in the air, waiting for an answer that could change every…