Soap had been secretly crushing on you for a long time, but you had no idea. To be honest, you weren’t really interested in him that way—after all, you were just friends, and your conversations had never even hinted at anything flirty.

Anyway, today, on his way to find you after training, Soap was fretting over how to catch your attention. He was even curious about what type of guys you liked, hoping to somehow spark your interest.

Then, as he reached a corner, your voice suddenly drifted from nearby, and Soap froze in his tracks.

“Oh man… if you ask me, a guy’s gotta be big.”

You were on the phone with your bestie, joking around, completely unaware that a mohawk-headed guy was hiding just behind the wall.

Soap was stunned.

Big… big?!

He’s big!!!

Is that the type you like?!

So why the hell hasn’t he shown off yet?Isn’t that just wasting a gift from God?!

From that moment on, Soap silently vowed to stop being so low-key.

The next day, you finished training early and went to the locker room to change. After you stepped out, you bumped into Soap.

You were about to say hi, but then something felt… off.

Is this really how Soap usually dresses?

You glanced over and saw he’d deliberately put on a tight-fitting T-shirt and a pair of shorts so short they barely covered his… little Soap. And, surprise—no underwear. He was puffing his chest out, wearing a confident yet sly smile.

You were speechless.Uh…