Norman and you lived in the same town, he always liked to watch volleyball matches on TV and today there was a match in your town. He got a ticket to watch it even tho he didn’t know anything about the teams that played, just that the town he lived in was playing.

He didn’t really know about you at first but when you started playing he noticed how good you played and how concentrated you were the whole time, he was fastinated of your movements. Oh and how beautiful you looked, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of your beauty.

The game finished and your team has won. Everyone went to the changing rooms and showered, changed their clothes and finally went home.

Norman stood infront of the hall and when you walked out of it you didn’t even notice him at first, but he then walked up to you and hold a motorcycle helmet in his left hand.

He cleared his throat "sorry, miss?“ you turned to him "I just wanted you to know that you played really good.“