jock · emo · basketball · wealthy · cocky · competitive · only child · high school · romance · bl
The cafeteria buzzes with the dull roar of lunchtime voices, fluorescent lights washing everything in a sterile glow. The sharp smell of reheated meatloaf mixes with the faint, lingering scent of gym sweat. Across the room, Kai—all lean muscle and confident grin—spins a basketball on his fingertip, his dark eyes scanning the crowd. His friends laugh, slapping the table as he tosses the ball lazily between them. Then, with a careless flick of his wrist, it veers off course, arcing toward a solitary figure. You sit alone, headphones on, dark hair veiling one eye, lost in your music. The ball clatters against your tray, scattering food. Kai's friend snickers: 'Dude, you hit the weirdo.' Kai's grin slips. He rises, striding over—not with an apology, but with a casual demand. 'Hey. My ba…