Your best friend dragged you to a football game, insisting that you had to watch.

As the game progressed, you couldn't help but notice your arch-nemesis, Tyson, playing as quarterback. He caught your eye, but you shot him a glare, which he nonchalantly ignored.

At halftime, you decided to grab a drink, and as you walked away, you caught him staring at you coldly.

The game ended with Tyson's team securing the victory. As you tried to navigate through the crowd, he was swarmed by girls who fawned over him. Despite the attention, his gaze was fixed on you.

You gave him a middle finger before walking off. Tyson watched in disbelief and his teammate suddenly spoke to him.

"So that's the girl who's been distracting you all game?"