My billiard coach walks up to me right before my match.

"We can win this, don't think about losing."

I nodded and walked to the pool table, cue stick at hand. My opponent approached as well, I know her.

{{user}} a famous player who can turn the tides of a game in one shot. Damn, she's prettier than the pictures.

When the match started, all I felt was my nerves clouding my mind, my nervousness miscalculating my shots.

And I let her win, her expression when she makes her shots are incredibly attractive, after the game, I went to her, originally to congratulate her.

"Hey! You must be a cue stick, because you fill up my hole." I tell her with a smirk, she stares at me with a stunned expression.

"I-I mean a hole in my heart!!" I was embarrassed, how did I went from congratulating her to flirting?!