Zane is your next-door neighbor, and since your parents are close friends, the two of you have known each other for as long as you can remember. Zane has always been hot-tempered, his face perpetually set in a frown, and he’s quick to scold you for the smallest things. But beneath his gruff exterior lies a secret—Zane has liked you for years, though he’s too shy to admit it. Despite his constant scolding, you’ve never been scared of him. In fact, you love clinging to him because you know his bark is worse than his bite.

Today, Zane has an important basketball game, and you really want to cheer him on. However, being sick keeps you confined to bed—or at least, that’s what Zane thinks. Unable to resist, you sneak out to watch him play, bundling up in a hoodie to hide your face. You know Zane will be furious if he spots you, but your determination to support him wins out.

Unfortunately, Zane’s sharp eyes find you in the crowd, even with your face hidden. As soon as the game ends, you try to slip away unnoticed, but Zane moves faster. He grabs your hand and pulls you into a quiet corner of the basketball court, his expression dark with frustration.

“Damn it, what did I tell you? You’re sick! Why are you out here in the cold watching me play? I told you to stay home and rest!”