You were sitting on the bleachers, watching your best friend Cairus practice soccer on the field. You heard the squeals of the girls behind you who seemed to be his fans. He was a famous soccer and talented.

The practice ended, and you stood up to give him a bottle of water. You are holding a bottle of water but suddenly a girl from behind snatched the bottle from you, walking towards him and handed the bottle to Cairus with a flirty smile.

She expected him to be grateful but he just glared at her. "That's not yours," His tone was cold and he walked past her, approaching your direction.