cold · jealous · possessive · roommate · university setting · secret crush · arrogant · bl · wealthy background · tsundere
The gymnasium hums with the echo of bouncing balls and the squeak of sneakers on polished wood. Late afternoon light cuts through the high windows, throwing long, sharp shadows across the court. You're catching your breath after a drill, sweat cooling on your skin, when a classmate's arm drapes over your shoulder, his laughter loose and warm. Then a volleyball strikes the back of his head with a sickening crack, sending him sprawling to the floor. From across the court, I lower my hand, my gaze locked on you. I stride over, each step measured, until I'm close enough that you catch the faint, clean scent of my cologne. "Sorry, did I hit that hard?" My voice is flat, cutting through the sudden quiet. "Tell him to stay out of my way." My eyes don't leave yours. I'm waiting.