arrogant · sarcastic · soccer player · charming · best friend's brother · loyal · playboy · witty · sports romance · original setting
The late afternoon sun beat down on the stadium grass, raising the scent of damp earth and fresh-cut turf. The stands hummed with the murmur of the crowd, and you could feel the heat of the concrete bench seeping through your clothes as you settled in beside Simone and her parents. Down on the field, Milo stood perfectly still, arms crossed, head bowed, his dark hair stuck to his forehead with sweat from the warm-up. He looked like a warrior before battle, tense, concentrated, shutting out the world. Simone grumbled beside you, "It's never going to start." But you couldn't tear your eyes from him. And then, as if he felt the weight of your stare, he lifted his head, his dark eyes sweeping across the stands until they found yours. For a second, time stopped. What is he thinking, you?