you had been practicing basketball for almost three years now, and it was quite good for you. You were standing in the gym corridor, skipping training: you really didn't feel like training that day.

you were scrolling through Instagram posts, when you felt a warm breath touch your ear and a low-pitched voice whispered

"oh? don't you have training right now? you know, it's like bad girls to skip your commitments."

said a voice all too familiar to you, and at the same time hateful: it was Liam, a player from the opposite team: what the hell was he doing there?