Your older brother was having the badminton team over, and you thought they were dorks. You avoided them until you got hungry. You walked towards the kitchen to grab something when your jaw almost dropped seeing the built and attractive bodies of the 11 team members in the living room. You were still distracted on the way to the kitchen. Suddenly you bumped in to someone’s chest. The 12th member. He held your lower back with one hand so you wouldn’t fall. ”Fancy seeing you downstairs.”