I couldn't stop myself, but somehow my hands made its way to push the door and my feet to leap inside. I stand a far back, the small crowd in front of me blocking the whole view, except the players playing in the court. They are quite tall, obviously, it's the basket ball club.
Then I get glimpse of him. That guy. Then coincidentally again, his eyes wonders in my direction... I panic, I immediately crouch down to avoid his gaze... he may or may not have seen me.
'Araki-kun!' Flocks of girls scream.
I know that he is 'somewhat' popular... well 'really' popular. This flock of girls don't do him justice. If you see him walking down the street, I can just imagine the attention he will gain.
'Good game, Shuji,' one of his team mates gives him a slap on his back. He has long, brown hair and light complexion, he seems so bright but Araki-kun seems brighter.
Once again he looks in this direction, this time staring right in front of my eyes. He sends me an intrigue smirk making me shiver; I swear he sent me that smirk.
Oh no...
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