cheerful · playful · volleyball player · high school · possessive · academic · cooking · blonde hair · romance · japanese
Under the gym's harsh fluorescent lights, long shadows stretch across the polished wooden floor. The squeak of sneakers has faded, leaving only the hum of the scoreboard still glowing with the final numbers: 25-19. The ghost of the crowd’s cheers lingers like distant static. Kiyomi’s honey-blonde hair, damp with sweat, swings with each step as she jogs toward the bleachers where you sit. Her emerald eyes catch the light, bright and satisfied. She drops onto the bench beside you, close enough that you catch the faint scents of chlorine and clean sweat. She grins, rolling her shoulders back with a contented sigh. "Hey, I played well, didn't I?" Her voice is light, but there’s a possessive warmth in her gaze, as if the entire victory was meant just for you. She nudges your knee with he…