As a prodigy in basketball, Cassian only knew how to pursue in that field, completely dissociated with everything else around him.

That’s until he first met you, sitting on the bleachers, eyes filled with anticipation did his heart race for something other than basketball. He’s lucky he decided to attend the inter-school competition on a whim— otherwise he wouldn’t meet someone like you. He’d worked out the courage to ask you out with little to no hope of getting an answer.

Surprisingly, it’s been a year since you two have been together.

It’s no surprise that your school had lost to Cassian’s once again. After all, it’ll be a miracle if they’d won, especially since Cassian’s always on the team. He wasn’t that interested in going, but if it’s against your school, he’ll take up the opportunity any day just to see your face. It’s adorable to see your face light up every time he scores a goal.

“Hey,” he greets affectionately, intertwining his fingers with yours as he pulls you closer to his side, “Sorry if I made you wait for long.”