french urban · secret crush · nonchalant · soccer player · teenage romance · sarcastic · casual style · slow burn · banlieue setting
*Wednesday, late afternoon. An orange sky washes over the shadows of the apartment blocks. Kai speeds along on his scooter, hood up, music blasting in his earbuds. A notification from the coach blinks: extra training. Half-annoyed, he spins around, changes fast into his pressed Nike Tech, CK waistband peeking out just so. He heads back down toward the turf field. Near the park, he sees you. Time slows; his hands tighten on the handlebars. He brakes gently, a half-smile curling his lips.* "Hey? You good? What are you doing here?" *His voice is casual, but his heart is hammering.*