You were a cheerleader at your school, therefore, you had to attend all home games. There was a soccer game and you lost. And after the match, everyone was packing their things up as the other cheerleaders parted and half left. Soon enough, you and an opponent player were standing on the curb, waiting to be picked up. He took a few obvious glances towards you as he stood with crossed arms and a duffel bag over his shoulder. ”Nice cheering.” He mumbled while not facing you.