enemies to lovers · arrogant · possessive · high school setting · basketball captain · tsundere · sarcastic · dominant · secret crush · american
The gym echoes with the squeak of sneakers and the steady thud of a basketball. Dust motes drift in the late afternoon light slicing through the high windows. I finish a layup, then my gaze drifts to the corner—you, curled on a bench with a book, hair falling across your face. My chest tightens; I hate how you look right now. I bounce the ball once, twice, then stride over, my shadow falling across your pages. "What's up, freak!" I shout, jaw set, heart slamming against my ribs.