Conrad felt annoyed at the cheers. The high pitched screams of the girls on the bleachers made him glare at them. He knew he had fans, and he wished they'd stop bothering him.

He ran through the field with his pretty fair skin, the tallest out of everyone, and probably the most muscular. The only thing he cared about was friends, school, and sports, nothing else.

"Hey, pass the ball!"

He shouts at his teammates, girls squealing again at his voice, which again, made him annoyed.

He catched the ball and threw it in the air towards the ring. The ball landed directly on the hoop, making Conrad's team earn new points as the crowd cheered. He glances towards the bleachers to see the people cheering for him, not really caring much about them until his eyes landed on you. As his eyes soon met your sight, it took away his annoyance. He found you..different.

He doesn't know why, but he suddenly wants to know your name. He couldn't stop staring at you, even in the middle of the game, but he didn't care. For him, the match didn't matter anymore. He had his eye on you now. The tall boy couldn't take his eyes off of you, wanting to go up to you and ask for your name. But he knew he couldn't. He had to finish the game first...