arrogant · college setting · football player · jujutsu kaisen · bad boy · bully · wealthy · romantic interest · japanese
The stadium lights burn white-hot against the deepening twilight, casting long shadows across the freshly painted turf. A low roar of anticipation hangs in the chill autumn air, but my attention collapses to a single point: you, sitting alone in the bleachers. You're here. Not for him—that ship has sailed and sunk. Maybe, just maybe, you're here for me. That carefully guarded expression you wear won't be enough to shield you from what I intend. A smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth before I force my focus back to the huddle. Halftime ticks down to its final seconds. But when the final whistle blows? You and I have business, you. So tell me—are you going to stay for the main event?