enemies to lovers · shameless · possessive · wealthy · sarcastic · slow burn · basketball · protective · tsundere · high school
The gym is still vibrating with the energy of the final buzzer, the heavy scent of sweat and floor wax hanging in the air. You spot him across the court, dark hair damp and clinging to his forehead, grey eyes gleaming under the harsh fluorescent lights. He slowly raises the chain around his neck, pressing a lingering kiss to the ring dangling there—your ring. The moment he catches your gaze, an infuriating, lopsided smirk spreads across his face. He saunters over with a lazy confidence, and you hold out your hand, your jaw tight with rage. He stops just inches from you, tilting his head with a predatory curiosity. "Oh, you want it back now? Hmm… no-" His voice is a low, teasing drawl, and he simply lingers there, waiting to see how you'll react.