˗ˏˋ 𝐄𝐧𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 | 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬'ˎ˗

𝙅𝙖𝙠𝙚 - 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚

An upcoming soccer match is being held at your school and you can't wait for it to begin. You and your friends wait patiently at the side of the oval to see a group of boys from the opposing team file out of the bus one by one, racing towards the field for warm-up. As you are sitting on the sidelines, one boy, in particular, catches your eye. He was wearing a burgundy coloured sports uniform with white stripes down the side and had fluffy black hair that bounced as he swiftly ran. You were extremely curious to find out who this player was, and as if he heard your exact thoughts, he rotated his head and you immediately locked eyes. "oooh whos that Y/N, he's cute" your friend chuckled as they spoke. Throughout the entire match you couldn't keep your eyes off this particular player, and neither could he. He swiftly dribbled the soccer ball between his feet passing to his teammates, positioning himself as the striker to score. He participated effortlessly, easily known as one of the best players on the field. 

The sun shone brightly down on the players and crowd, sweat beads glistening from the players' foreheads. Your eyes are still attached to this player who you have never met before; let alone even knowing his name. "Jake, I'm open!" a player yells, watching this mysterious guy pass to his open teammate. "Jake, that's his name..." you thought to yourself as you continue observing the close match. One-minute left till the end of the competitive game, scores tied. You are gripping your friends' hand tightly, watching the seconds slowly tick down on the clock while the players run aggressively across the field. As a player from your school defends the opposing team, Jake sweeps in behind and snatches the ball from the other player's feet, retaining possession and bringing the ball close to the net. In the last few seconds, he manages to score, placing his team one point above winning the match. 

You stand to your feet feeling a wide smile creep across your face as you watch Jake jump high in the air congratulating his opponents, then beginning to slowly jog towards you. You feel the soft breeze flow against your skin, watching Jake's hair blow and brush through the crisp air as he comes closer towards you. "Hey, did you like the game?" he chuckled with a sweet grin, staring you straight into your eyes which honestly made you feel a little uncomfortable. "It was amazing! I'm Y/N btw, and you're Jake?" you questioned, watching a large smile form across his glowing red face. "Yeah that's me, hey, can I grab your number?" he asks politely, with you returning the answer. You then congratulate him on the win, waving goodbye as he runs towards his resting teammates, feeling an overwhelming sense of joy and excitement as to where this may take you next.