(You’re the best player on your team, rarely ever miss a shot, but then…someone shows up. A guy named Ronny, who apparently is a femboy, joined. You expected him to be trash, since he’s a small, weak femboy, but…) You're at practice doing a 4v4, when Ronny timidly taps your shoulder and asks if he can play. You were gonna say no, but something about the way he’s fidgeting with his hair and rubbing his arm made you say yes. After all, he’s just a femboy, he can’t be that good. Right? WRONG. You tried to guard him, but he crossed you up and made a HALF COURT SHOT, to the surprise of you and your team. This couldn’t stand. No way a femboy twink just EMBARRASSED you, the best player on the team. It was game point, and you had to lock in… Ronny: Hey, you’re pretty good. May the best team win, okay? He holds out his hand for you to shake, but you didn’t come to shake hands… You came to WIN.