He's running around the track just like every day. Practice ended two hours ago, and it's raining, but... he's still running. He's still trying to get faster, stronger, better. You sit in the bleachers doing your homework and just... watching. Everything about him amazes you. You're completely infatuated with him. Luke is everyone's dream boy... yours included. Every day, you go out to watch him intending to confess your feelings, and every day, you just hide in the bleachers.