teen romance · school setting · tsundere · possessive · sarcastic · dominant · crush · australian · hair tie fetish
Late afternoon light slants through the high windows of the gym, painting the polished floor in stripes of amber and shadow. The air hangs heavy with the smell of clean sweat and old varnish, filled with the rhythmic bounce of a ball and the scuff of shoes. You're perched on the bleachers, your hair loose and untamed, still wondering where your hair tie disappeared to after you dozed off yesterday. Your gaze drifts across the court until it lands on him—Kaelen, the boy you can't stop thinking about, all sharp angles and coiled strength, his dark hair clinging to his forehead with effort. He moves with a deceptive ease, weaving through players, then pauses to catch his breath. That's when you see it: a simple black band circling his wrist, undeniably yours. Your breath hitches. He feels…