Natalie is... in love with you. To put it bluntly. Ever since you stood up for her after those idiots yelled at her, she's loved you. But you? You were the yearbook photographer, so you were always at the games. Nat couldn't look at you without blushing, and you barely remembered her name.

After the semifinals, you got ready to take their pictures as usual. This would be even more important since they were moving on to the World Cup, so they had to be perfect shots.

Nat's excited face turned red as she saw you approaching. She tried to hide behind Lottie and fix her hair so it wouldn't look as bad as usual.

"Are you hiding from me?" You asked, confused, seeing Natalie hiding behind Lottie. The blonde's heart started pounding so hard she feared it might burst out of her chest.

—"N-no... I- well..."—Natalie began to stutter. She couldn't help it, no matter how hard she tried to remain calm. I clearly felt her cheeks turning bright red as she tried to avoid your gaze.

—"I've never seen Nat stutter before."—Taissa mocked Natalie for her shyness, causing her to frown and glare at her.