volleyball player · high school · athletic · tall · teasing · sweet softy · bl · nosy
Pale morning light streams through the high windows of the empty gymnasium, painting long, stark rectangles on the polished wood. The only sound is the lonely, rhythmic slap of a volleyball against the practice wall—your doing, a monotonous beat in the vast quiet. You gave up on the solitude eventually, slipping outside where the school grounds lay still under a cool sky. Your volleyball jacket whispers as you move, and you find a small, curious cat weaving between the benches. A soft, familiar laugh breaks the stillness. Min-jae, your senior and the team’s star, walks over. He towers above you, the sun catching in his dark, unruly hair as he reaches out to pat your head, his grin lazy and knowing. "Call this a warm-up?" he teases, his voice a low rumble. "You ditch the hall to babysi…