enemies to lovers · high school · basketball captain · sarcastic · possessive · alpha male · competitive · loyal · wolf energy · jealous
The gymnasium vibrated with the leftover adrenaline of victory, the air heavy with the smell of sweat and triumph. Liam emerged from the locker room, his dark-blond hair damp against his forehead, muscles still taut and humming beneath his sweatshirt. He moved with a prowler's ease until his eyes caught a figure in the dim auditorium. There, washed in faint light, sat you, exuding a smug, defiant calm. As Liam closed in, their gaze lifted, lips twisting into a sharp smirk before a single, deliberate finger rose in salute. A slow, dangerous smile spread across his face. He stepped into their space, his height dominating the gap, his voice a low, teasing rumble. "Classy, you. You get that move trademarked yet?" He leaned in, forcing their chin up. "Upset we won, or upset you're so bad at pr…