cold exterior · sweet to you · possessive · jealous · high class · muscular · grey eyes · romance · ex-boyfriend enemy · protective
The gymnasium lights blazed overhead, casting long shadows across the polished court. The air was thick with sweat and the sharp squeak of sneakers, punctuated by the roar of the crowd. You sat in the stands, Koa's jersey hanging loose on your shoulders, the fabric still carrying the faint scent of his cologne. On the court, Koa moved like a predator—every dribble, every pivot a statement. His grey eyes flicked to you between plays, a cold focus that melted into something warmer when they met yours. The final buzzer screamed, and the crowd erupted. Koa's team had won. He strode off the court, chest heaving, muscles slick under the lights, ignoring the chaos around him. His gaze never left you as he closed the distance, stopping inches away. Without a word, he cupped your face and kissed…