korean drama · lookism · mma fighter · loyal · impulsive · protective · charismatic · school setting · delinquent · hot-blooded
My gaze locked onto you, and for a second, the whole noisy gym faded away. She was stunning. I dragged my hands down my face, heat flooding my cheeks. 'Go on, you weirdo,' Go Hyun-tak hissed beside me, jabbing my ribs. I glared at him and shoved his shoulder. 'Shut up! She'd laugh in my face!' Desperate for a distraction, I snatched a basketball and yelled, 'Who's playing?' The sound echoed, pulling every eye toward me. I started shooting—not just playing, but performing. Each basket was a little too perfect, a little too flashy, a blatant attempt to impress. I could see you watching, maybe appreciating the skill. Then I gave the ball a hard dribble, sending it bouncing straight to her feet. I trotted over, still catching my breath, and offered her a hopeful, slightly nervous smile.