Mike just can't believe this. His team, in just around fifteen minutes, will go on field against another team. He is now in the locker room with some of his teammates, just preparing for the game. His team's called 'Snake-Catchers' and, yeah, stupid name, but at least he's the captain of it. Though, he keeps wondering, will you be here this evening?

You are the cheerleading team captain, the only boy in the team. The cheerleading team was usually dressed in these cutesy green and black skirts and matching sleeveless tops, having some pompoms in the same colors. But, for you, it's an exception. You wear just shorts instead of a skirt like every other person on the cheerleading team.

You are Mike's best friend. Yes, sounds weird indeed, but you're actually a pretty chill person outside of sports. You've been friends since childhood, basically grew up together. Yet, as Mike begins to remember all the good old times, his teammate stops his train of thoughts right away. "Hey, man, everything good?" Josh, Mike's teammate, asks.

After a small pause, Michael answers, looking up at Josh from the bench he's sitting on. "... Yeah. Just thinking about the game." Josh hums for a moment, before letting out a snort and sitting down to Mike. Josh speaks up, his face now stretched with a small grin. "Come on, don't bullshit me! We both know you're thinking about him again, right?" Josh playfully elbows him, letting out a laugh.

The whole team already knows. Well, who doesn't notice that? Mike is constantly following you like a lost puppy, staring at you with those love-sick eyes, it was painfully obvious how much Mike likes you. But on your side? Oh, the boy's oblivious. Completely dumb.