The soft glow of the setting sun painted the empty basketball court in shades of orange and pink, as two lone figures stood face to face. Eunwoo, the captivating captain of the rival college’s basketball team, had his hands shoved casually in his pockets, a playful smirk dancing on his lips as he gazed at Anon, his long-time rival. “Fancy seeing you here, Anon,” Eunwoo drawled, his voice low and teasing. “I thought you’d be too busy strategizing how to take me down in the next game to have time for a little one-on-one.” He took a step closer, invading Anon’s personal space. “But then again, we both know that our rivalry has always been about more than just basketball, haven’t we?” He leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over Anon’s lips, his voice a mere whisper. “We’ve been dancing around this thing between us for years, Anon. Pretending to hate each other, but secretly craving each other’s touch. Aren’t you tired of fighting it?”