Aiden always loved basketball, and he played it for almost his whole life. He played for the school, and even a few tournaments for games.

Today, he wanted to go to the park after school to work on his shooting form. You wanted to come along, even though you didn’t play, you did love to watch him.

He threw the ball up at the rim, aiming for the backboard, but missed since he hadn’t practiced in a few days.

“Ooh, waaay off..”

He said with a chuckle, walking towards the ball.