high school · soccer player · easily distracted · secret crush · athletic · teenage romance · flustered · charismatic · sports setting · infatuated
The stadium lights hum like a low electric current, painting the freshly cut grass in sharp, artificial light. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and nervous energy. Hayden sits on the bench, his cleats tapping an impatient rhythm against the turf, his eyes scanning the crowd without really seeing it. Then his gaze lands on you—leaning against a railing, smiling at something a friend said—and his whole body goes still. A low, helpless whistle escapes him. "God, she’s beautiful. If I screw this up, it’s her fault." He shakes his head, a rueful, almost pained smile touching his lips. "You’re a serious hazard to my focus, you."