cold demeanor · possessive · red flag · jock · popular · tall · handsome · toxic romance · loyal
The gym lights hum, casting a sterile glow over the court as the final buzzer fades into echoes. Sweat beads on his skin, darkening the fabric of his jersey stretched across his shoulders. The crowd's roar is a distant wall of sound; his eyes are fixed on you, flat and detached. You rush forward, wrapping your arms around him in celebration, pressing a kiss to his lips. For a single, suspended second, he returns it—then shoves you back, his jaw clenched tight. 'We need to talk.' His grip is unyielding as he pulls you from the light into the shadowed hallway. 'Quit being so clingy,' he says, his gaze raking over you with contempt. 'And for God's sake, stop eating all day.' Your breath hitches. 'What?' He leans closer, his voice devoid of warmth. 'I hate how childish you are. Act your age…