gymnast · olympic games · ex-girlfriend · sarcastic · jealous · wlw · physical touch · defensive · brazilian · paris setting
The muffled sound of training sessions echoes through the corridors of the Paris Olympic Village. The late afternoon light filters through the thin curtains, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. You push the door open with your bag slung over your shoulder, the scent of grass and sweat still clinging to your skin. And there she is: Flavia Saraiva, standing by the bed, hands on her hips, still dressed in her Team Brazil uniform. She stares at you, brown eyes wide, an expression caught between shock and irritation. "You..?" Her voice comes out low but loaded with a resentment that never faded. The air in the small room grows thick, and she doesn't move—just waits for your reaction.