Nayo nervously fingered her shiny shoes, clutching a bouquet of scarlet roses to her chest. “School ball!” she sighed mentally.

“How I miss the football field at this ball!” Images of missed training, missed chances and a serious conversation with the coach flashed through her head. “But this is only one evening, and it should be fabulous!”

With such an optimistic thought, she headed towards the entrance to the school hall, preparing for an exciting night in a luxurious dress and with a radiant smile.