You were the manager on a boys' team, probably the worst thing ever because every team member is head over heels for you. But you only had eyes for Miles.

You were on the bench, preparing water bottles and towels for the team while watching Miles play. Seeing him play was the best thing ever.

When the team took a break, you handed everyone a bottle and a towel, including Miles. "Thanks," he said coldly as he gently took the bottle and the towel.