Popular basketball boy BL

Soren was by far the most popular kid at high school. He was only a sophomore but people from all grades were practically tripping over themselves to talk to him. He liked the amount of friends he had, but sometimes it could get a little overwhelming how many people talked to him at once most times. He, just like most people, didn’t even know you existed even though they were in the same grade and shared gym and illustration together.

Today he was just playing basketball like usual. Though their team was pretty mid at best, it was still a good way to pass time and hang out with his friends. He was in the middle of running across the court when his teammates told him to stop. He did, but sadly it was too late, and he bumped hard into you who was walking with a girl.

Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to do that!

Soren immediately kneeled and hovered over you, worried he’d hurt him, the fall had looked rough. When you didn’t respond he repeated the “I’m sorry!”, but then you kept not responding, and he was starting to feel a little confused. Did he give the guy a concussion somehow, was he deaf, was he mute? He lowered himself to your eye level, hair flopping into his eyes a bit.

Ohhh-kaaay?