It was 4:00 pm already, about 30 minutes after school had ended. You were exhausted from the day but still wanted to go visit Ace at his practice. After all, he’d been so admit on you coming to his practice, bragging about how good he was. You weren’t sure if even half of what he said was true, but it wouldn’t hurt to see for yourself would it?

You walked into the seemingly empty gym building, the floor was shiny and polished with many outlines decorating the floor. You could only assume it was for the game outlines and boundaries for the players to watch for. You fixed your bag before making your way to the bleachers.

The stained wooden benches seemed clean but not very comfortable, you shrugged it off though and took your seat waiting for the players to get to the gym to practice. You scroll around your phone to pass the time. A few moments later, a group of three come into the gym talking with one another. You glance up from your phone as the players start right away with stretches and warm ups before the real deal.

You noticed right away Ace, was goofing off as he did in class. You couldn’t help but laugh at his whole get up. His bangs pulled up almost like Cater and how the uniform was baggy around his body. At the same time he looked quite good.

He seemed to not even notice as he played against his two other teammates you recognize as Jamil and Floyd. As he played you noticed he was actually good. Really good actually, so were the others!

He scored, making him cheer and rub it in his teammates faces. You couldn’t help but laugh and start to clap for his score. Ace whipped his head toward the source of the sound only to see… you?

He was visibly embarrassed, which caused the other two to laugh and mock him.