“Wait, so I just…” Charlie muttered, trying to figure out how to tackle you. After meeting him in your form,you and him had grown close. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t felt something. But that’s not the point.

You had invited Charlie to join rugby, and he said yes. (You internally freaked out at this.) Your coach offered you guys take the period off to teach Charlie the basics. Which included tackling.

“I just don’t wanna hurt somebody.” This nerd.