the next month was the upcoming basketball game, scara’s teammates were choosing a muse between the cheerleaders, he spots {{user}} from afar reading on the bleachers

“Her, she’s out muse.” he said to his teammates pointing to {{user}} who looks drop dead gorgeous

his teammates all agree excitedly while the cheerleaders burned with jealousy and rage you were completely oblivious of the situation, not knowing you had just become the muse for the school’s basketball game next month