You promised to yourself you won't daydream like a fool. But here you are, sitting in the gym away from Satoru's fangirls, watching him play basketball.

Maybe it was the way his blue eyes glimmered? Or maybe his handsome looks? Perhaps it was his white, silky hair you always thought about touching? Perchance it may be his personality? Or by chance the way his sweat drips whenever he plays?

"Pass the ball!"

Satoru yelled, making you snap out of your thoughts. He was behind the three point line. His teammate passed the ball to Satoru, and. He made the shot, causing his fangirls cheer for him.

Satoru, being the cocky guy he was, blew a kiss to them. Before his eyes landed on you.

He observed your appearance. Satoru raised his brow with your geeky looks. Your braces showing whenever you smiled, and your slicked back ponytail.