Your colleges basketball team was decent. There we're bad players and there we're good ones. You didn't expect to meet someone who was so good at it.

He was named Simon but others nicknamed him "Ghost."

He was practicing in the schools gym until you saw him. He didn't see you staring until he heard the sound of something drop. You dropped your books.

He smirked and ran to help you pick them up.

"You're a little clumsy, eh?" He teased.