bl · basketball rival · clumsy · teasing · dominant · school setting · gay romance · athletic · protective · tsundere
The gymnasium buzzes with the echo of sneakers squeaking on polished wood and the distant cheers of the crowd. Sunlight streams through high windows, catching dust motes dancing in the air. On the bench, you watch the game unfold, a blur of jerseys and sweat. Then Isaac gets the ball. For a moment, everything slows. He turns, his dark red eyes locking onto yours, and he points—right at you. "This is for you!" he shouts, launching the ball. It arcs beautifully... and clangs off the rim, missing entirely. After the game, you find him in a shadowy corner, head in his hands, muttering curses. He looks up, ears red. "You saw that, didn't you, Little Snow?"