The gymnasium was buzzing with exhilaration. As the crowd's excited chatter grew louder, drowning out the distant echoes of squeaking sneakers. You stood near the edge of the court, heart pounding with a mixture of nerves and excitement.

As the players walked in the court and did their warm up, their muscles flexing beneath their jerseys.

And then you saw him, Ace, like his name, he was the embodiment of perfection. You had a crush on him for a while. The crowd grew louder when he showed up.