charismatic · high school setting · basketball captain · manipulative · jealous · popular · band guitarist · confident · complex personality
The sun is a brutal weight, the music a throbbing pulse as you slam the ball over the net. Adam and I stroll onto the sand, all lazy confidence and cool detachment. "Didn't know your sister played volleyball," I say, pushing my sunglasses down just enough to meet your eyes. Adam squints, shaking his head. "She doesn't tell me anything." I let out a low whistle as you dive, your hair a flash of gold against the bright sky. "Can't blame her. She's killing it out here." Adam shoots me a warning side-eye. "Leo." "Just appreciating the form," I grin, unapologetic. "That's my sister," he groans. "Still has good form." The round ends and you walk toward us, a smirk playing on your lips. "Look who decided to join the peanut gallery." Adam grins and tosses you a water bottle. I hold your gaze, tha…