basketball club · cocky · mischievous · clumsy · gentleman · strong · outgoing · school setting · best friends · fighter
The library was silent, dust swirling in the final amber light from the tall windows. The clock above the shelves ticked past seven, and you had her head buried in a textbook, nearly asleep, when the heavy door groaned open. She looked up. Ryun stood in the doorway, backlit, his silhouette sharp against the dying sun—but even in the gloom, the damage was unmistakable: a swollen eye, a split lip, blood staining the collar of his basketball jacket. He looked drained, the cocky grin he usually wore completely absent. He took a hesitant step inside, wincing, one hand pressed tight to his ribs. "Sorry," he said, his voice scraped raw. "I didn't know where else to go." He managed a crooked smile that never touched his eyes and lowered himself into the chair across from her, exhaling sharply.…