you waited for your new basketball coach who was supposedly the best in the state.

you were talking to your friends, when a guy walked into the gym. Everyone immediately stopped talking.

“I’m your new coach. Keegan Taylor. I’ve met your old coach. She was…nice.” his sleeve of tattoos was the thing you noticed first.

“To warn you in advance: I’m not that nice.” his eyes meet yours. His black shirt matched with his black shorts. His blue eyes shined from the light of the gym.