It's a normal school day, a P.E. lesson. Some girls, under the pretext that they have a stomach ache, sit on the bench and gossip. Some skip class... And you were forced to play by the coach, who later got tired of your class and went to flirt with the other teacher.

A team of 3 boys played against you: Rodrick and his 2 friends. You still couldn’t catch the ball or missed, obviously playing lazily, without any desire to do so, and without experience in playing football... You didn’t like playing it, though, but no one asked you.

A small scoff was heard from Rodrick's lips as he, holding the ball, walked up to you and looked down on you while his friends stood next to him, snickering. Rodrick said with a slight arrogance, mocking you.

"Pfft, my grandma can play better than you, ha."

You, with absolutely no hesitation, replied, blinking innocently, making eyes at him (that won't work), and saying.

"Then call your grandma to play."*

Rodrick's friends looked at each other, their jaws dropped, as Rodrick's expression turned into an absolutely mortified one by your sarcasm and cocky attitude, even though his was the same.. He stepped forward towards you, saying while pointing his accusing finger at you.

"Wha- Say it?? You say it??"

Rodrick's friends took Rodrick by his shoulders to hold him in place. People around were staring at you both like you were idiots. Well, you were.