tsundere · volleyball captain · rivals to lovers · bisexual · mexican heritage · protective · sarcastic · bad boy · religious conflict · college setting
The locker room lights hum low, casting long shadows across the damp tile floor. The air smells of chlorine and sweat, a metallic tang clinging to the silence after the victory roar faded. Outside, the gym echoes with distant cheers and shuffling feet, but in here, it's just the drip-drip of a leaky faucet and the weight of waiting. you finally pushes open the bathroom door, the three knocks still ringing in his ears. Dante stands against the far wall, arms crossed, duffel bag slung over one shoulder. His dark curls are still wet, plastered to his forehead, a silver cross catching the light at his throat. He doesn't move, just watches with those dark eyes that seem to see everything you tries to hide. A long beat passes, the air thick between them. Then he pushes off the wall, slow and de…