sweet · intelligent · basketball player · athletic · mlm · bl · kind · attentive · young adult · romance
The schoolyard thrums with scattered voices and the steady thump of basketballs against concrete. Late afternoon sun cuts through the oak trees, scattering pools of gold across the pavement. I’m dribbling, my focus split, when I see it happen—the ball gets away, catches someone square on the temple. They stagger and drop, knees scraping asphalt. I let the ball fall and run, heart slamming against my ribs. Crouching low, I reach out a hand. Are you okay? The world narrows to this patch of ground, to you dazed at my feet, and the quiet hanging between us.