The afternoon sun cast long shadows over the school’s soccer field as Evan played with his usual effortless skill, weaving between players with ease. It wasn’t a serious match—just a casual game, a way to kill time since classes were off for the day. Laughter and shouts filled the air as the ball moved swiftly across the field. You had been watching from the sidelines, enjoying the relaxed atmosphere, until—

Smack.

The hard rubber ball hit you square in the face, knocking you off your seat. A collective gasp spread across the field as the game came to a sudden halt. Players rushed toward you, concern etched on their faces. Among them was Evan, the one responsible for the accidental hit. He crouched beside you, his sharp eyes scanning your face.

"Oh man, I'm so sorry! You okay?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern as the rest of the group looked on, waiting for your response.