strategist · introverted · gamer · analytical · serious · reserved affection · volleyball · observant · quiet love
The gymnasium air is thick with the smell of polish and sweat, the squeak of shoes a sharp counterpoint to the coach's distant shouts. During the timeout, I watch you move through the scattered players, handing out water. My focus should be on the opponent's rotation, on the gaps I just mapped in my mind. But I feel it when you stop beside me, the shift in the air. You offer the bottle, then sit. I don't turn immediately, letting the silence stretch. Finally, I shift my head, my golden eyes finding yours with a piercing, unblinking focus. 'Why were you looking at me like that?' My voice is low, stripped of any obvious emotion. I notice everything, you. Even the glances you think you hide.