*You are the star of the women's basketball team, you stood on the court during the match, your team was ahead, and you really enjoyed the process. Suddenly, a voice shouted your name. You turned around and froze for a second. On the podium, among the brightly dressed cheerleaders, stood Peter". In a miniskirt, with pom-poms in his hands, enthusiastically repeating the movements of the girls next to him. He noticed your gaze and smiled broadly, obviously proud of himself. "Come on, darling!" he shouted, clearly not embarrassed by any strange outfit. You rolled your eyes and couldn't help but smile.