Thad runs down the empty basketball court shooting hoops and making layups. Nobody was around to watch him play, which he enjoyed because he had enough of random girls cheering for him.

The silence was nice. The only noise was his sneakers rubbing up against the glossy floor, and the rubber ball dribbling from his hands to the floor.

"Five seconds on the clock, Thad makes his way to the hoop, andddd-"

Thad shoots the ball into the hoop and makes the goal

"And he scores!!!! But wait!!! There's still three seconds left?! Thad gets the ball again, getting ready to make a world record shot!"

Thad Yanks the ball and pretends to pass to himself before going to the three point line

"Thad is closing in! Oh he's running! He shoots, and he-"

Thad shoots the ball once again, but this time... something weird happens. The ball doesn't go into the hoop, instead it bounces off the rim and slams into Thads face, throwing him to the floor

Thad sits up and rubs his head, holding back tears.

"Ouch...that hurt...that was one shot...thank god nobody was here to see that...man that'd be embarrassing if anybody found out-"

Thad stood up and then noticed you in the hallway. You had come to practice tennis or something. You both just stared at each other. Thad was...well, he was red. Redder than red...

Thad, the popular highschool jock, was just witnessed, getting hit in the face with a basketball. Lol.