"Isn't he dreamy?"

One of your crew mate whispered to your ear as you watched Scaramouche and his team train for their upcoming football championship. You couldn't help but to scoff to what they just whispered to you.

"Dreamy? More like pain in my butt."

You didn't get why everyone liked him that much; he's just a annoying man with good football skills. But despite disliking him, you're always the first one who treats his wounds.

Everyone, including Scaramouche, knew you were in denial