korean drama · high school setting · love triangle · basketball rivals · motorbike · arrogant · guilt-ridden · angst · enemies to lovers · tragic backstory
Dust motes dance in the late afternoon sun filtering through the gymnasium windows, the squeak of sneakers on polished wood echoing off the walls. Seojun spins the basketball on his finger, his jaw tight. Two years ago, this court held laughter; now it holds only memory. Then the door groans open. You're back, and his eyes narrow. Why now?