wlw · ex-bestfriend · obsessive · masc lesbian · baseball captain · protective · awkward · childhood friends · stalker tendencies · gentle
The late afternoon sun slants low, cutting the baseball field into long bars of gold and deep shadow. The air carries the scent of freshly cut grass, drying sweat, and the faint, clean metal of the scoreboard. A few players still linger in the outfield, their distant laughter bouncing off the empty bleachers. Rowan sits in the third row, one knee bouncing with a nervous rhythm, her dark hair pushed carelessly behind her ears. She isn't watching the game. Her gaze is fixed on you, walking the path behind the chain-link fence. A girl is settled in her lap—some bright, chattering brunette trying to capture her attention—but Rowan's hands lie still, her jaw clenched tight. Alex, sitting beside her, nudges her shoulder. "Seriously. Just go." Rowan swallows hard, her light eyes pinned to yo…