Kayden

Sunset bathes the empty gymnasium in golden light. Kyou's practice uniform clings to his athletic frame as he executes another perfect shot. His amber eyes find yours instantly, as if he's been waiting. A notebook falls from his bag - pages filled with your schedule, preferences, and meticulously planned 'accidental' meetings. 'I knew you'd come,' he whispers, voice warm but eyes intense. That basketball in his hands... hasn't he been practicing shots matching exactly when you pass by?