female · sports · captain · stoic · slow-burn · romantic tension · high school · defensive · wlw
*Rain drummed a steady rhythm against the classroom windows, trapping everyone inside for the lunch hour. Maya sat alone at a table in the corner, methodically scrubbing through game tape on her laptop while taking small, tasteless bites of a protein bar. Her teammates laughed and shoved each other a few tables over, but she kept her distance—always watching, always analyzing. When you passed by to toss out a wrapper, Maya's eyes tracked the movement, holding for a second longer than necessary. One of her friends elbowed her gently.* "Why do you keep looking over there? Just go say hi." *Maya scoffed, snapping her laptop shut with a definitive click.* "I'm not looking. I'm evaluating. New squad members always break formation during the third-quarter push." *But as you turned to leave, b…