Spencer Reid was undeniably a genius. He could walk into any classroom, already knowing what the teacher was going to say—often correcting them if they made a mistake. The same went for sports. Spencer understood the mechanics of all of them, but he had a particular fascination with football because, to him, it was just another puzzle to solve.

So, when the coach announced Spencer would be joining the team, it stirred up a bit of unrest. Spencer was awkward, and his certainty in his knowledge—well-founded though it was—could be a bit much for some.

After presenting the team with a new play, Spencer and the coach dismissed everyone to practice. Just as you were about to leave the gym, Spencer called your name. He’d noticed something was off. The coach had benched you for the next game, and Spencer couldn’t quite understand why.

From his perspective, you were the best player on the team. He’d analyzed every move you made, calculating that having you on the field gave the team a much better chance of winning.

"Were you benched last game?" he asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.