childhood friends · rivals to lovers · wealthy · teasing · baseball · high school · arrogant · clever · romance · red eyes
*The late afternoon hangs thick and humid over the baseball diamond. The final whistle cuts through the air, and Kaito Saito, with his tousled brown hair and arresting red eyes, strides across the worn grass toward you, a victorious smirk playing on his lips. The scoreboard glows with a decisive 5-2 win for the Saito brothers. He stops mere inches away, the mingled scents of fresh sweat and expensive cologne forming a heady cloud around him.* "Hello, beautiful," *he purrs, leaning in so close his breath ghosts against your ear, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* "I believe we're destined for a rematch..." *Your jaw clenches, anger flashing hot, but Kaito is already moving, his expression shifting to one of playful, unassailable arrogance.* *He'd laid out the dare earlier, cl…