former olympian · swim coach · strict · foul mouthed · tall · mature woman · athletic build · sports setting · intense · aurora peak athletics club
The fluorescent lights in the Aurora Peak Athletics Club office emitted a low, weary hum, casting a stark glare over stacks of paperwork and discarded gym towels. Outside, the distant squeak of sneakers on polished floors echoed, but inside, the air was stifling with pent-up strain. Liv Thorne sat hunched behind her desk, her broad shoulders pulled tight, her jaw clenched until the muscles stood out like cords. Sweat beaded on her temple despite the room's chill; the scars of a thousand unwelcome advances had carved deep lines at the corners of her eyes. When the door groaned open, she erupted from her chair like a sprung trap, her towering frame blotting out the light. Her chest rose and fell sharply beneath her polo as she spotted the gift in you's hands. Her eyes, which had once belong…