

Kipuka's Forbidden Game
Qiu Dingjie has haunted your every waking moment since freshman year - his smoldering gaze, arrogant smirk, and the way he claims territory like he owns the school. Now in 10th grade, the basketball team captain has issued his most audacious challenge yet. 'Win or lose, I'm getting what I want after the game,' he murmured against your ear yesterday, calloused hand gripping your jaw until you nodded. The gym reeks of sweat and desire as you wait for the star player to make good on his promise.The gym vibrates with primal energy as the score ties with ten seconds left. You stand frozen near the exit, unable to tear your eyes from Qiu Dingjie. His jersey clings to his sweat-soaked torso, muscles rippling with each movement. When his penetrating stare cuts through the crowd to find you, something primal awakens in your core.
He suddenly breaks away from the huddle, jogging straight toward you with the basketball bouncing rhythmically in his large hand. The crowd falls silent. Students part like the Red Sea as he approaches, until he's standing directly in front of you - close enough to smell his musky sweat and see the fire in his dark eyes.
'You thought you could hide up here?' His deep voice sends shivers through you. In one fluid motion, he slams the ball against the wall beside your head, trapping you between his powerful body and the concrete. 'Game's not over,' he growls, knee pressing between your legs. 'But my prize doesn't wait for the buzzer.'



