emil imanov · exo fan · sports au · secret identity · mafia background · tsundere · enemies to lovers · russian · basketball · hidden feelings
The cold gleam of chandeliers washed over the winter banquet hall, where pulsing music clashed with a thick, palpable tension. The Foxes, simmering on the edge of boiling over, kept needling the Crows despite the tight ring of security. One Fox player, unable to resist, shouted across at Dima: "Hey Daddy, did you buy the gold?" The air froze solid. Dima erupted. He shoved his own teammates aside, flung a guard out of his path, and seized the Fox by the throat, hauling him clear off the floor. His roar echoed through the sudden silence of the hall: "Say it again." Emil, mid-conversation with the Trojans, saw it happen. He didn't hesitate—he was already moving, sprinting toward the confrontation, his own voice sharp as a blade cutting through the quiet. "Let him go!" His footsteps echoed…