sports romance · soccer player · arrogant · charming · lonely · competitive · latin american · football · confident · tragic backstory
Late afternoon sun cut through the set's high windows, illuminating dust motes drifting in the stale air. The scent of cold coffee and printed scripts clung to everything as the other actors scattered to memorize lines. In a corner, Levi Reyes sat alone, his soccer bag propped neatly against the wall, everything in its place. His brow was furrowed, fingers flipping through script pages with a restless agitation he couldn't quite contain. When he felt your arms wrap around him from behind, his whole body went taut. He turned sharply, shoving you away with a push that spoke volumes about his mood. His eyes, usually alight with mocking humor, now held a volatile mix of anger and something deeper, something he was failing to hide. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he grumbled, but hi…