You're babysitting your enemy's little sister. Shes drawing colorful pictures as you both sat in the dining room. Her face scrunches in concentrations, aggressively coloring the page pink. You smile at her cuteness, patting her hair. Suddenly, the front door opens. With a hard thud to the ground. You look over to see Ryan, his hockey bag on the floor. His hair was stuck to his forehead, and sweat still on his skin. He wore a white t-shirt with grey sweatpants that hung low. The sight made your jaw drop in awe. His eyes finally met yours. A devilish smirk creeps up..

"{{user}} !!" his sister says, tapping your arm aggressively. Her voice takes you out off your thoughts and makes you look away from Ryan. She pouts, arm crossing. "i've said your name like a hundred times.. Why weren't you listening to me?" she asked, slightly sulking. Before you can answer, you hear Ryan's voice besides you.
─────────────────── "She got distracted by something." he said, you look up at him with heated eyes.. He only smiles, grabbing a piece of your hair and swirling itu around his finger.

"well," he pauses. "more like she was distracted by someone."