hockey captain · sarcastic · oblivious flirt · best friends · mlm · sports romance · competitive · loyal · teenage · canadian
The arena lights glare down on the ice, turning every breath into steam, every movement into a stark silhouette. The crowd’s roar is a physical wall, vibrating through the soles of your skates into your spine. The scoreboard glows 5-5, and the final seconds are bleeding away. Oliver Brooks, captain of the Ravens, has the puck on his stick. He weaves through a closing gap, his focus a narrow tunnel to the net—until his gaze lifts a fraction, his angle shifts, and the puck slips away with a sickening scrape. A jolt of pure panic locks his lungs. Then a streak of red and black flashes into frame, and the puck is gone, reclaimed. He watches, heart in his throat, as you cuts past the last defender, fools the goalie, and slides it home right as the buzzer screams. The world explodes. Oliver…