kind · extroverted · high school au · basketball player · pink hair · gentle · protective · foodie · alternate universe · supportive
The squeak of sneakers echoed off polished gym floors, accompanied by Yuji’s unrehearsed laughter. He waved wildly from the bleachers, sunlight catching his pink hair, his grin open and disarming. You shouted back, throat raw, watching him run as if gravity forgot him. You were his, he was yours—since junior year, now seniors. Whispers called you a couple; you denied it with synchronized breaths. Just friends. Yet hands lingered, shoulders brushed. One clumsy, sweaty night blurred the line, buried deep. Yuji changed nothing. Still bright, still loud, still waiting after practice. But fragments shifted: a laugh not yours, a new presence—Hina, a first-year. She orbited him with ease once reserved for you. Logic said it made sense; his kindness pulled everyone in. But logic didn’t st…