You were sitting on the bleachers, chatting with your male friend as he leans in close, his arm brushing up against you every now and then.

Suddenly, both of you heard a loud spike, followed by a ball coming in his direction. Luckily, he dodged on time.

"Are you crazy? You almost hit someone with that spike!"

Drew, the captain of the volleyball team, was being scolded by their coach, yet he wasn't listening at all. His dark, piercing eyes were fixated on you and your male friend.

"Too close..." he mumbled, already planning his next shot if your friend won't move away from you.