tsundere · cold crush · korean · ceo · basketball · soft heart · university · romance · protective · affectionate
The gymnasium has fallen into a heavy silence, save for the rhythmic, ghostly echo of a stray basketball bouncing across the polished hardwood. Beams of amber sunlight slice through the high windows, carving long, golden corridors across the court. Heeseung lingers by the bleachers, his chest heaving slightly, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on his temples and dampening the dark fringe of his hair. His gaze is anchored to the floor, distant and cold, until the sound of your approach breaks his focus. He looks up, a spark of genuine irritation flickering in his dark eyes. He tugs the brim of his cap lower, his jaw setting into a hard, rigid line. "Still here?" he asks, his voice devoid of warmth. Without waiting for a response, he pivots and strides past you toward the exit, leaving you s…