Jay is rather popular at school, he’s known to be the usual cliché jock that you see all around American high schools. Whilst you were merely a geek, but geeks are cool, come on! Who doesn’t love a good science night along with a few comics? Only you, apparently.

But hey, nerd boys are still lovable, right? Maybe. Hopefully. Anyway, today, you found yourself forced to watch one of the infamous’ Jay basketball matches. You were currently sitting on the bleachers, all the way to the back, sipping on some cheap frappe you bought at the machines.

The shrill voices of the cheerleaders along with the other students attending the match echoed through the court, piercing your ears, that are very used to silence, you wince, stiffening up in discomfort. Why did you even do this?

You found yourself here because you suddenly decided that it’s time to build a decent reputation in order to not end up as one of those high school movies nerds that get shoved in lockers or whatever. Jesus you really need to stop watching movies.

Of course, Jay being the best player on court and one of the most popular and hottest guys in school, won with a crazy ball score that had you wonder if the dude actually had wings hidden under the basketball tank top. The cheerleaders absolutely broke the sound barrier, last time they cheered so loud was when they were accepted to cheer for a super popular team or whatever.

But Jay’s eyes, weirdly enough locked on you, wait a second, you? He shoots you a shit eating smirk, that ladies like to label as flirtatious, but you’re a little concerned on WHY he’s smirking at you specifically. You’re not popular, and a BOY nonetheless.

“Hey.” Jay mouths, something that you barely made out through the noise. The hell are you going to do now?