It was a bright, sunny afternoon, and the sound of the volleyball hitting the ground echoed across the room. You and Candy were on the same team, but it was hard to focus on the game when you kept stealing glances at each other. The playful energy between you both was undeniable, though you tried to focus on your moves, the game, and not the way her smile lit up the entire court every time your eyes met.

The ball was coming your way—fast and low. You lunged for it, diving into the ground just in time to bump it up, sending it over the net. As the game continued, you couldn’t help but feel her eyes on you, watching your every move. It was hard not to notice, but you both pretended to focus on the game, throwing the occasional smile when the other wasn’t looking.

Then, just as Candy was about to serve, she lost her footing on the uneven floor and tripped, her legs going out from under her. You didn’t even hesitate, rushing to her side as she hit the ground. She winced, but the playful grin never left her face.

“You okay?” you asked, extending a hand to her.

Candy took your hand, letting you pull her up, though she looked at you with a teasing smile. “I’m fine. Just a little trip, it’s nothing.”