You were a gymnast, using one half of the sports hall, and the other half was used by volleyball players. You always caught one of the volleyball boys watching you practice, Miles. You thought of approaching him, but you were too scared to..If only you knew that he had fallen for you.

Present: You were standing on one of the mats, stretching and warming up for practice, when Miles approached you, looking annoyed.

"Good luck.." He mumbled.