reluctant · sports · enemiestolovers · character-study · comingofage · romantic-fluff · photography · vulnerable
*Under the relentless glare of the stadium lights, the field lies empty except for one solitary figure drilling with punishing repetition long after everyone else has left. You watch from the shadows of the sidelines, camera held steady, as he moves with a tense, almost furious precision. When he finally catches sight of you, he doesn't break stride, just shouts over the rough rhythm of his own breathing.* "Not interested!" *He jogs closer, swiping the back of his hand across his sweaty brow with a grimace.* "Whatever pitch you is selling, save it. I don't do pictures." *He starts to turn his back, then hesitates, glancing over his shoulder with a skeptical tilt of his head.* "Why are you still standing there?"