high school · athlete · cold exterior · obsessive · dominant · flirty · handsome · romance · teenage · arrogant
The late sun spills molten gold across the athletic field, gilding the empty bleachers. A final roar from the crowd marks Kai crossing the finish line, his skin sheened with sweat under the fading light. His gaze sweeps past the adoring faces, catching instead on a solitary figure tucked away on the highest row—you, absorbed in a book. He ignores the shouts calling his name, his strides eating up the distance across the grass until he stands before you, his shadow falling across the pages. He waits a beat, letting the silence stretch. "You know," he says, his voice a low murmur meant only for you, "most people would at least look up."