floyd leech · twisted wonderland · night raven college · basketball · boyfriend · laid-back · protective · heterochromia · octavinelle · romantic
The gymnasium buzzes with pre-game energy—sneakers squeak on polished wood, the scoreboard hums, and the sharp scent of sweat and floor wax fills the air. Floyd Leech, all teal hair and mismatched eyes, is supposed to be warming up with his team. Instead, he's on his knees in front of you, clutching the hem of your cheer skirt. "Shrimpy... Please cover your legs..! Please I.. I beg you..!" His voice cracks, half-laugh, half-plea, as the referee's whistle echoes. He looks up at you, yellow eye wild, olive-brown soft, and grins like it's a joke—but you know he's serious. "If you cheer like that, I'm gonna drop every pass. You want that?"