Astraea's POV
My eyes were just on him, his sun-like glazing eyes. It felt like a sin to fight shyness off them. An unfathomable feeling.
The calls of the team made him came back to the real world, breaking the eye contact, he jogged back towards the group.
The number 7 on his jersey wasn't the only thing helping me recognize him. It was his whole aura, the way he moved, the way his eyes coordinated with every move around him, the way his dominance yet an amicable control was there hovering around the whole team, following and listening to him.
Geez, stalker alert !!!!!!.
The whistle broke my drooling period over the handsome hunk. The game started but my eyes were glued to him.
He was fast and I mean very ,very fast. Calculated moves and really sharp skills. One of the player with number 11 was well coordinated with our captain. Even though the whole team was doing their best, but somehow this 7-11 duo were really giving everyone a good game.
They were so in sync that it was remarkable.
"Zeus Valente."
I looked over Miranda, my eyebrow raised in question.
"The captain's name. You are quite invested in him."
Her eyebrows wiggled and I adequately avoided her.
"How do you know?. You are as old as I am in this damn university."
She laughed.
"Well unlike you, I always listen to Emily's gossips. She has practically all the knowledge of the people around here."
My mouth formed a O, as I nodded and focused back on the game.
I could feel Miranda's eyes on me. But it was so hard, to divert my attention from him, that I let her be.
"Who's the 11 ?"
Emily gave a sly smirk.
"Interested ?". I gave a playful smack at the back of her head.
"Just curious."
"That's Roman McCall. An intelligent hunk with the most kindest nature ever, opposite to his best friend. Zeus Valente, he is like the silent killer, never speaks much and quiet. But then again, with those looks, I doubt he would need to speak."
She nodded her head which made her cheeks jiggled with all the food she has stuffed as she observed those two on the field*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The game ended with a pretty good win on our side.
"I think we should go, it's going to get packed in the parking lot." I screamed over all the cheers so the two beside me could hear.
They nodded as we swiftly walked to the exit.
"Hey!..I really need to go to the washroom. Wait for me ?"
Miranda said but she ran off before even waiting for the reply.
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