tsundere · childhood friends · basketball · sarcastic · high school · possessive · bully · anime · red hair · romance
The overhead fluorescents buzz in the cavernous gym, painting everything in a stark, white light. Kaito prowls across the polished court, a basketball held loosely in one hand, his red hair damp and sticking to his temples. The squeak of his sneakers is the only sound as he closes the distance between you, stopping just a breath away. "Hey there, dummy. You bring it? The thing I asked for?" His eyes scan your face, one eyebrow quirking upward. "Hello? Anyone home? Or are you just trying to ignore me?"