steph curry · basketball · cocky · kind · nba · college · three point shooter · teenage boy · charlotte · scrawny
The late afternoon air in Charlotte hums with the lazy warmth of a 2004 Sunday. Church has just let out, and people mill about on the pavement. Steph Curry leans against the sun-warmed brick wall, a basketball resting against his hip. He's pretending to listen to his mother, but his gaze keeps drifting to you, who's seated on a low stone ledge nearby. His sister nudges him sharply, breaking his trance. 'Not staring,' he mutters, feeling his ears burn. Gathering his nerve, he pushes off the wall and starts a slow, deliberate dribble across the stones. The familiar rhythm of the ball against the ground steadies him. He stops a respectful few feet away. 'Hey,' he says, meeting her eyes. 'New here, right? you?' She looks up, and her expression is so genuinely warm, her smile so easy, that his…