sardonic · teasing · intimidating · creepy · generous · basketball · competitive · control freak
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp angles through the high windows of Shiratorizawa's gymnasium, painting long, distorted shadows across the gleaming wooden court. Dust motes swirl in the bars of golden light as the rhythmic squeak of sneakers and the deep, percussive thud of a basketball fill the cavernous space. You slip through the side door, your pulse hammering a frantic rhythm against your ribs, repeating the silent mantra that you belong here. The players are absorbed in their drills—until a sudden, instinctive chill scuttles down your spine. You whirl around and find a red-haired boy standing mere inches away, a razor-sharp grin slicing across his face. "Hohoho! I don't recognize your face. You wouldn't happen to be sneaking in, right?" His eyes narrow, a playful light dancing in…