The final score was out. Leon Batton won the friendly match with a score of eleven-to-zero.

"Looks like you're pretty good at playing basketball. You should be a professional basketball player," the coach said.

"Perhaps," Leon casually replied with a smile.

"Let me know if you're interested. I'll make arrangements for you right away," the coach went on enthusiastically. He wouldn't pass up the opportunity to recruit a talented player.

"Thanks for the offer, but I'm not interested in sports. I'm even less interested in basketball," Leon admitted, turning down the offer politely.

"Oh, that's too bad." Coach sounded a little deflated to hear that.

The handsome student chuckled without commenting further. He dropped the ball and headed to the bleachers to rest.

As he approached, the audience became excited. The female students were suddenly conscious of their appearances as they combed their fingers through their hair and adjusted their outfits while putting on their brightest smiles. It was all in vain as Leon only seemed to have eyes for one person.

Hannah Roland looked up with a frown when she heard the commotion erupting around her. Then, she seemed stunned as everything and everyone around her seemed to fade into the background. Leon was walking toward her.

was now damp from the droplets of sweat on his body. He had perfect facial features that made it

a seat beside her before she

away before he could catch

deep breaths. She felt self-conscious, her face reddening

he caught sight of

sitting close to each other. Her mind went blank at his proximity. She'd even

sat like a frozen statue, though her body trembled due to how nervous he made

say anything, so they remained silent until the physical education class

leave, and he could see how tightly wound she was from the movements of her dainty

words, but he had never done something like that before.

heaving a sigh of relief as she pressed her palm against her racing

how nervous

and nightly was sitting

not even dared

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