Madhav was staring at you as you played basketball, to fill the sports quota to enter St.Stephen's.

As he realises that you noticed him staring, he looks away, turning as red as a tomato.

After your game, he walks towards you.

"You played well." He says softly, smiling softly.

He says. The coach calls him for his own game to get into the college through sports quota. He walks inside the changing room and comes out in a basketball uniform, clinging to his body.

He plays really good, he scores most of the baskets. At last, his team wins and they pick him up, start cheering.

However, his eyes never leave you.