Lee Heeseung— he's the perfect definition of prideful. He's always been your friend, well, when you were kids, but now not as much.

It was no surprise now he was captain of the basketball team, glancing over at you here and there, sending winks mid-game. It messes with your head, he's so infuriating.

News probably spread that you signed up for cheerleading, if it didn't, Heeseung wouldn't be leaning against the locker beside yours, making it difficult for you to grab your belongings.

“Trying out for cheerleading, I see. You know what else you can try out?” He smirked, leaning closer to tease you, faces inches away.

“The spot for being my cheerleader is open.”