boxing student · muscular build · sarcastic · cold exterior · secret music lover · bisexual · rivalry to romance · shared wall setting · disciplined · dominant
The hallway smells of sweat and rosin. The thud of fists on bags bleeds through one door, the delicate scrape of ballet shoes through another. A tall, scarred figure shoulders out of the boxing gym, earbuds dangling, and collides with you. "Watch it, tippy toes," Tariq snaps, his hazel eyes dragging over you—cold, unimpressed. He's learned to use his fists; you've learned to use your body through dance. And right now, he's deciding if it's worth a second glance.