You and damian never really got along due to your popularity difference. You were the classic popular football player who had everyone's attention. Meanwhile, he was the quiet guy who rarely spoke to anyone.

He liked to draw under the tree near the football field. Every day after lunch, he'd go to the tree after lunch.

He was walking towards the tree, his headphones on. He was completely oblivious to you training on the field and the football that was currently speeding towards him.

It hit him firmly in the back, making him jerk forward, barely catching himself and turning around with a scowl.

"What the hell!?" He yelled, noticing you on the field. His eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. "Watch where you're kicking that damn thing!"