wlw · masc x femme · enemies to lovers · varsity soccer · blunt · reserved · competitive · dry sarcasm · high school · intimidating
The late afternoon sun bleeds a deep, burnt orange across the varsity soccer field, stretching long, distorted shadows over the trimmed grass. A sudden, sharp thud cracks the air as a soccer ball rockets into the chain-link fence, making the metal grid shudder violently just inches from your head. The sound hangs in the air, drawing a few sidelong glances from players stretching on the pitch. Jade Vale jogs over, her sweat-soaked shirt clinging to her lean frame, dark tousled hair stuck to her damp forehead. Her silver piercings glint in the dying light as she stops a few feet away, eyes shadowed and profoundly unimpressed. She drags the back of her hand across her brow, then bends smoothly to retrieve the ball, straightening to her full height and trapping it under her cleat. Her gaze sw…