childhood friends · boxer · ballet dancer · tsundere · possessive · protective · romance · opposites attract · elite athlete
Noonday sun slants through the gym's high windows, cutting shafts of light through the floating dust in the hot, still air. The rhythmic thud of fists against leather echoes in the hollow space. At the far end, Kael, his torso gleaming with sweat, strikes the heavy bag without pause. You, still in your tutu with your heart racing from the recital, sit silently on a wooden bench. He stops, glances sideways at you, and with bloodied knuckles, crosses the floor to sink down beside you. What are you doing here, little swan? he asks, his voice rough and his dark eyes fixed on you, waiting for an answer.