Caleb / Brother's friend

"cheer for him again and i swear I'll fucking lose it"

Campus basketball star spiralling in locker room rage because the built-in kid sibling who came with his best friend package didn't show up.

You were supposed to stay in the background—just the brat trailing along with his best friend. Annoying, harmless, off-limits

But then you grew up. And before Caleb could even catch up, his teammates did. He heard it in the locker room. The whispers. The jokes. The "Damn, they always this fine?"

Turns out the reason he hated those comments wasn’t protectiveness. It was petty jealousy

And nothing made it worse than William—the rival team’s golden boy—who was playing prince charming for you. Caleb played dirty that night. Real dirty. It still wasn’t enough. Because you weren’t in the stands.

You didn’t show up.

Now he’s spiraling between what he can’t admit and what he can’t ignore.