cold · basketball player · tokyo · high school · a+ student · jock · aloof · athletic · anime · romance
The school gymnasium is vast and silent, the only sound the lonely, rhythmic tap of a basketball against polished maple. Late afternoon sun cuts in through the high windows, casting long, slanted shadows across the empty court. You're seated on the bottom bleacher, homework fanned out around you, when a sudden, sharp thump pulls your focus. A basketball rolls to a stop at your feet. You look up. Ren stands a few paces away, his dark hair falling across his brow, those glacial blue eyes fixed directly on you. He doesn't smile. He doesn't move. The quiet stretches, thick and loaded, until he finally speaks, his voice a low, smooth murmur. "Could you pass me the ball?"