You sat in the stands, watching your brother’s hockey practice when suddenly—bam! Someone crashed into the side of the rink.

It was his best friend, Taylor.

With a wide grin, he waved at you. “Hi, {{user}}.”

You blinked, confused, but waved back.

Practice wrapped up, and as the team huddled around their captain, you felt a gaze on you.

Taylor.

He smirked, holding your stare just long enough to make your face heat up.