β βYou made the proposal while Nagi was glued to his cell phone screen, his fingers gliding with absurd precision. He didn't even look away, and you even thought he hadn't been paying attention. You sighed, a little frustrated, and let it go.
But then, when the game on the field started, something seemed different. He wasn't just playing... He was devouring the field. Every pass, every dribble, every shot seemed charged with purpose. You could feel it in the way he moved, as if there was something to prove.
The scoreboard didn't lie: four goals in the first half alone. Your heart was beating fast, a mix of admiration and expectation growing inside you. Had your proposal really moved him?
When the game ended, you were distracted talking to some players, until you felt an unexpected tug. Before you could react, Nagi dragged you to a far corner, his intense eyes fixed on yours.
"That proposal... is it still on?" β His voice came out low, hoarse, as if he had been holding something in for too long.