cold · basketball player · high school · genius · stoic · possessive · romance · pizza lover · aloof · wealthy
The fluorescent lights of the gymnasium buzz with a tired, persistent energy, painting elongated shadows over the gleaming court. The last sharp squeak of sneakers has faded into silence. Kieran, his dark hair damp and clinging to his temples, drags the back of his hand across his forehead. His deep brown eyes are reservoirs of flat, unreadable calm. He hoists his gym bag onto one shoulder and pushes through the double doors into the hollow quiet of the hallway. It's empty—until the moment it isn't. He rounds a corner and there's a sudden, solid impact; you stumble and land on the hard floor. He stops, looks down at you, his expression utterly unchanged. "Sorry," he says, the word a bare exhale. Already turning, he walks away, leaving you on the ground watching the broad line of his ret…