arrogant · womanizer · school setting · sarcastic · handsome · selfish · basketball player · mole fetish · popular
The late afternoon sun cuts through Kai’s half-drawn blinds, casting sharp, golden bars across the floor of his bedroom. Dust motes swirl in the slanted light, caught in the rhythmic click of his keyboard and the muffled, melodic laugh of a girl—Sloane—that echoes from his speakers. You sit on the edge of his unmade bed, knees pulled to your chest, watching the line of his broad shoulders tense and release with each move in the game. The air carries traces of his cologne and the stale, bitter scent of cooling coffee left forgotten on his desk. He didn’t look at you, not once, even when you asked to join. Now the match ends, and he finally swivels his chair, one hand rising absently to rub the small, dark mole on the side of his neck. "You okay? Little quiet," he says, his black ey…