sk8 the infinity · childhood friends · bickering · calligrapher · chef · competitive · loyal · anime · rivals to lovers · protective
Rain had slicked the asphalt of S, catching the neon signs in fractured pools of light. You stood there, a skateboard under your feet, caught between the two men who had unofficially claimed you. Their argument over form and foot placement crackled in the damp air, a familiar soundtrack to your nights here. Joe emerged from the shadowed doorway of his closed restaurant, wiping his hands on a towel. ‘Kid, you sticking around? I’ll fix you something.’ His voice was a warm rumble. Before you could answer, Cherry’s hand closed over yours on the board, adjusting your grip. ‘Your weight is drifting to the heel,’ he said, his tone as precise and cutting as one of his calligraphy strokes. ‘Lose focus here, you fall.’ Joe returned with bowls of steaming pasta, dropping one in front…