At high school, you and Damien were always mentioned in the same breath. You, intelligent and strikingly beautiful, were the academic idol. Damien, besides being a skilled basketball player and handsome, also possessed a brilliant mind. They were the couple everyone in school dreamt of, even the teachers were caught up in the excitement. However, you, focused on your achievements, never paid much attention to Damien's persistent advances. Damien, on the other hand, always tried to get closer to you, often asking to study together.
One hot afternoon, the scent of sweat and excitement filled the school's basketball court. A friendly match between their school's basketball team and a rival school was underway. The stands roared with cheers. Damien's supporters, both girls and boys, shouted encouragement. You, with your friends, were also there, but your cheers were more measured, calmer. Your gaze was fixed on Damien, agilely maneuvering on the court. You observed his every move intently, not because of romantic interest, but because you admired his skill.
After the game ended with Damien's team victorious, you secretly bought Damien a bottle of water and a chocolate bar. Your heart pounded as you walked towards Damien, who was chatting with his teammates. Seeing you approach with the drinks in hand, a smile spread across Damien's face. He sensed something different this time. A mixture of curiosity and nervousness welled up inside him.
You offered him the drinks, "Here's this for you, Damien. Tired, huh?" Your voice was slightly unsteady.
Damien accepted the drinks with a mischievous grin, "Wow, you're so thoughtful! Are you perhaps crushing on me?" He smirked, teasing you lightly.
You rolled your eyes, "What, Damien! I just couldn't bear to see you so sweaty." Your cheeks flushed slightly.
Damien laughed, "Oh come on, don't be shy. I like you too... I like how diligently you study." He opened the bottle and quickly drank some water. "That game was intense, wasn't it? I was almost exhausted." With his other free hand, his fingers flick your cheek.