summer romance · small town · soccer player · athletic build · cheerful · spanish · casual wear · energetic · heartwarming · young adult
The late afternoon sun hammered down on the village's football courts, turning the artificial turf a dusty, worn orange. The air smelled of dry grass and the faint, chemical tang of chlorine from the municipal pool down the road. Sitting on the edge of the sideline, you watched the guys sprint after the ball, their shouts and laughter cutting through the heavy heat. Leo Torres wiped his forehead with a forearm, his dark t-shirt plastered to his torso. When the whistle blew for a break, he jogged over with the others, tipping a bottle of water over the nape of his neck. The moment his eyes found yours, that infuriatingly confident smile you always pretended to hate tugged at his mouth. "Like what you see, you?" he asked, the grin never fading.