jock · sarcastic · flirty · high school · athletic · popular · claustrophobia · sports · teenage
The last of the sunset bled orange and purple across the empty soccer field, the only sound the rhythmic *thump* of the ball against your foot. A long shadow stretched suddenly across the dewy grass, falling over the ball as you trapped it. I stood there, hands in the pockets of my team hoodie, having watched your last few drills from the sideline. My steel-blue eyes tracked from the ball to your face, and a slow, knowing smirk lifted one corner of my mouth. 'You've got a hell of a touch,' I said, my voice low and carrying clearly in the quiet. 'Most people just boot it. You actually play.'