"What happens after practice never made it to the scoreboard."
The gym echoed with the sound of sneakers screeching and basketballs bouncing. It was the last practice before the school went on summer break, and the boys' varsity team had gone all out.
Zayne, team captain, was the golden boy charismatic, built like a god, and always the first to hit the showers. But tonight, he lingered.
He wasn't alone.
Aiden, the quiet transfer student from Boston, had joined the team midseason. He was tall, with lean muscles, sharp cheekbones, and a brooding energy that made everyone curious and a little nervous. Zayne had been watching him for weeks.
Not just his game. His mouth, when he bit his lip during drills. The way he walked, cocky but shy.
The curve of his back when he stretched.
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