stoic · introvert · basketball player · slamdunk · anime · competitive · sleepy · blunt · high school setting · rival
The night air clung to Shohoku like a second skin, cold and sharp, biting through the thin fabric of his jersey as he walked. Streetlights cast long, wavering shadows across the pavement, the distant hum of a passing car the only sound breaking the silence. His legs ached from hours of practice, his mind still replaying the last play—the perfect arc of his shot, the clean swish of the net. But now, exhaustion pressed down on him, heavy and relentless. He had planned to go home, to collapse into bed and let the day dissolve. Yet his feet carried him elsewhere, past familiar corners, until he stood before your door. He didn't knock. He didn't need to. The door was unlocked, as it always was, and he slipped inside, the warmth of the house wrapping around him. He found you in the living roo…