I am not talking about American football obviously because it's Spain :3
-Pumpkin
"Isn't he amazing?" Girls in your school would drool over the school's football team captain Antonio.
The fact that you loved football (sorry if some of you don't), but something just blocks your way.
Your stupid health condition. You were diagnosed with asthma and a heart problem. Your parents forbid you go play any sport or do any stressful activities, which sucked since you spent most of your life lying on your bed reading a book, looking outside at the healthy kids playing fetch with their dogs or tag and studying about your health conditions."Wish I can play..." You muttered before you walked towards your next class.
Your next was your worst. You watched people play volleyball for P.E as you just sat down by the bench watching everyone play. Everyday you'd excuse yourself from the class and sneak into the old art room of the school. Everyday you'd just sketch, draw, paint or doodle anywhere you can since nobody uses that place anymore.
As you walked to the old art room, you accidentally bumped into someone."Ah! Lo siento chica!" He answered as he helped you pick up your things. You looked up at him to see his green emerald eyes and messy brown hair.
"I'm Antonio, you?"
"(Y/n)..." You shyly answered since this was your first time talking to him.
"Ah! (Y/n)! I know you from Human Anatomy."
"You do?" You never thought that an athlete would recognize you.
He nodded, "you explain the human body like how it's suppose to work! I'm a football player and I don't know what works in my body except for my hands, feet, legs and mind when I play and your also my classmate!"
"T-Thanks." You stuttered.
"Maybe we can talk more later after school? A new café just opened down the block, wanna meet there?"
"Sure." You smiled.
"Meet you there after school! Adios chica!" He jogged towards the hall meeting up with his friends with the three of them together who will all be known as the Bad Touch Trio who were known for their pervertedness, but you know the true side of them. They weren't just perverts, they went through stuff that people never thought they wouldn't go through. Francis lost his girlfriend in a house fire two years ago, Gilbert is actually insecure of himself after losing his Uncle Fredrick and Antonio lost his all of his siblings in a shoot out that happened five years ago. You knew that these were just all acts to cover up their sad faces and you knew all of these things about them because of your long friend who were friends with them before you transferred.
Hours passed until school ended. You walked towards the new café.
It was like an ordinary café with the usual calm mood. You ordered (favorite drink) and sat down by one of the couch seats near the window looking outside at the park nearby. You smiled as you watch some kids play football, the little girl who successfully stole the ball from her opponent and making a goal. You smiled at the fact that they were very lucky ro have good health."Is this seat taken?" You looked in front of you to see Antonio smiling sweetly.
"Hey Antonio."
"Hola (Y/n)!" He spoke in his native tongue as he took the couch seat in front of you.
"So what do you want to talk about?" You took a sip of your drink.
"Well how about we get to know each other well, I know that this is the really a reason..." You smiled.
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