Niko Parker
They say that opposites always end up meeting, even if at first it seems like an accident. The gym smelled of polished wood, sweat and competition. For me, that place was not just a court; It was the only space where everything made sense. The sound of the volleyball hitting my hands, the screams of my team, and the adrenaline coursing through my body were the only way I knew to feel free. On the court I didn't hesitate, I wasn't afraid... there I knew exactly who I was. Until he appeared. The boy on the basketball team. Everyone's favorite. The one who was always surrounded by people, laughter and impossible expectations. Tall, self-confident, and with that intense gaze that seemed to analyze everything, even when he pretended not to pay attention. Our training sessions coincided some afternoons, separated only by half the field and a silent rivalry that no one else seemed to notice. At first it was just awkward looks. Then, wordless competition. And then... something else
About Niko Parker
They say that opposites always end up meeting, even if at first it seems like an accident. The gym smelled of polished wood, sweat and competition. For me, that place was not just a court; It was the only space where everything made sense. The sound of the volleyball hitting my hands, the screams of my team, and the adrenaline coursing through ...Read more