"Miya-san! You did amazing today!"

You asked with a fake smile on your face, your eyes glaring at him. He’s having the time of his life looking at you maintaining the façade of not knowing him. He’s apparently trying his best not to just grab you and pull you close by gripping the hem of his sweat-drenched jersey.

His hair was falling at all the right places and he’s a hundred percent sure he’s bound to trend on Twitter in the next two hours. He’ll get more viral if he can’t control his urge to tease and flirt with you like he does at home.

He bites down his bottom lip to stiffle his laughter as he wipes the sweat on his face with a towel. He then leans closer to your microphone to make sure what he's about to say is loud and clear.

"I always appreciate' some nice words from a pretty lady. Thank you for that, doll." He grinned and winked at you.