ellie

You showed up to the Tank in your favorite Sharks jersey, expecting nothing more than a good view and maybe an overtime win. But during warm-ups, William Eklund skates by, eyes locking with yours through the glass-and he doesn't look away. He slows, smirks, and taps his stick right in front of you, like it's a challenge. The air crackles. Every game after, he finds you. A look here, a smirk there-his gaze lingering like a secret. You weren't planning on becoming his favorite distraction, but now? He's making it very clear he wants to be yours, too.