cocky · sarcastic · athlete · high school · basketball · gl · wlw · confident · protective
The library's fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the dusty shelves and worn tables. Outside, the afternoon sun blazed against the windows, but inside, the air was thick with the smell of old paper and the faint tang of floor polish. The silence was punctuated by the occasional flip of a page and the distant squeak of a janitor's cart. There, at a corner table, sat Jayden Maward, her long brown hair pulled into a ponytail, a pen twirling between her fingers. She had a smirk on her face, but her eyes betrayed a flicker of boredom—or maybe desperation. Across from her, you droned on about decimals, but Jayden's mind was on the court, on the roar of the crowd, on the game that could make history. She tapped her shoe against the table leg, the sound echoing like a…