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Mork POV

I ran in the university's empty driveway and making my way toward the basketball court. Because of the morning traffic, I missed half of the time of the basketball match.

Yesterday night, Sun texted me to come to watch his game, but I saw it in the morning. Getting a cab before the time, doesn't help to reach on time in the exceptional traffic.

As I entered the basketball court, I was hit by the uproar of the audience. I was taking heavy breaths and panting.

Having occupied all seats with students. So, I stood with other students.

I missed the first half of the match.

I checked the scoreboard, Sun's team was half of the score behind their opponent.

My eyes searched for Sun and found him soon, he sat on the bench, looking down, and his friend was talking to him or complaining, I don't know as I could not hear them.

"Hell! I have never seen Sun playing this bad before."

I heard my senior telling it to his friend, who was standing beside me.

"You call it bad?! This is worse, If he continues to play like that. then, I'm afraid, he'll bring defeat to his team, "

"It is more awful when they don't have a good substitute for their team."

I have never seen Sun how he plays but has heard that he is really good at playing basketball.

I'm the reason that he is playing that bad?

I asked and my mind immediately answered me, 'Yep'

I stared at Sun, he stood up for the second half of the match. He was looking as if his mind was somewhere else.

I inhaled deeply and exhaled, and brought my hands over my mouth.

I shouted out loud,

"P'SUN!!"

Not only he turned to me but everyone in the court,

But I ignored everyone and just stared at him, he stared me back with a surprise. I shouted out loud with hands over the mouth.

"YOU CAN DO IT!!"

I shouted one more time,

"YOU CAN DO IT!!"

A smile appeared on his face, seeing this, I was smiling too.

As the second half began, he was playing great, later with the help of his teammates, he was about to catch up with his opponent's scores. Students were shouting, "amazing shot!, Wow!, marvelous match!"

"Who are you?"

Said the very person, I can feel that they were staring at me.

I wonder if I can call myself that, even thinking about giving me a foreign feeling yet reasonable.  

I turned and only thinking about it my heart was beating, nevertheless, I said,

"His lover."

And I turned to look at the game. I don't have to look at them again that my answer made them speechless.

The later score becomes equal, but at the last of seconds, the atmosphere becomes heavy.

In the last few seconds, a three-pointer shot by Sun, his team won. And the audience burst into cheerful noises.

Subsequently, Both teams gave their respect to each other courteously.

After the game people went out of the court while talking about the game.

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