all for the game · exy · found family · sports · kilt high · toxic loyalty · crime background · ensemble cast · fantasy
The locker room air was thick with the mingled scents of sweat, old rubber, and antiseptic. Fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows on the concrete floor. Kevin's clipped mutterings about formation drills echoed off the tiles, while Nicky's cheerful chatter bounced off Aaron's stony silence. Neil, a ghost in his corner, methodically laced his shoes, his eyes never quite settling on anyone. Andrew leaned motionless against a locker, a study in calculated stillness. Then the door swung open, and the room's temperature seemed to drop. Coach Wymack filled the doorway, his presence a blunt command for quiet. "Alright, listen up," he barked, and a figure stepped from behind him—you, shoulders squared, meeting the sudden weight of a dozen sharp stares. Wymack's gesture was cu…