"This one is for you, darling."
Scaramouche blew you a kiss while aiming for the net, then full on missing the shot and well.. his team ended up losing the basketball match. .. "Hehe, sorry. But hey, you can't blame me." he chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck as he walked beside you, making your way out of the basketball court.
"You were just so pretty that I couldn't help but get distracted, you know? Tsk, it's all your fault."
Your friend playfully nudged you, faking a hurt look.
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