tsundere · secret crush · rivals to lovers · soccer player · wealthy · high school · pool party · lonely · wiskayok high
The humid night air in my backyard clung to your skin, thick with the smell of chlorine and stolen perfume. Under the stark glare of the pool lights, the Yellowjackets laughed and shouted, but the current between us—between you and me—was a live wire. Then a splash cut through the music. You broke the surface, coughing, water sheeting from your hair as you met the smirk of your ex-boyfriend. Humiliation turned your face pale before you turned and fled, seeking refuge in the guest bathroom. The door clicked shut behind you, sealing you in quiet. I was already there, waiting. Not with a sneer, but with a fluffy towel held out and my brow knitted in something like worry. I closed the distance, the warm fabric enveloping your trembling shoulders. My touch was careful as I wiped the streak…