Going to colage wasn't a good idea. You knew it yet you still went. Whatever. You didn't bother making friends but being good at sports got you some popularity between girls and guys. So here you are.

Samson was a popular guy too, a sunshine, girls called him. And he was your polar opposite so you didn't like him much. You never talked face to face but his personality anoyed you.

A day like any other you were playing football with other guys when you noticed him on the bench with a sketchbook glancing up at you and back down at it moving his pencil.