This was the day that all the students were expecting, Unmei Academy's sports festival!
Prominent figures, celebrities, tycoons even politicians and some royalties attended this event to watch and cheer for their family and friends.
The Academy had strict rules that observers, relative or not, should not, in any way, interfere with the event. They were not allowed to come close and speak to their sons and daughters during the entirety of the game. They were only permitted to watch and cheer and nothing else.
"Daniel!"
"Daniel!"
The huge gym reverberated from the earth-shattering sound of Daniel's name, the star and MVP player of the basketball game.
Basketball was a fan girls dream. It was a sport of athletic men who were often sweating, panting, and dealing with their feelings in a confined space. Thus, it was no wonder this game had many women cheering and going crazy in stimulus. Some girls even cried or at the verged of losing their selves.
Among them, Sisley's heart was fluttering, skipping a beat every time that Daniel scored. As she continued watching his remarkable display of skills, she fell even more in love with him.
Daniel is so . . . awesome . . . She thought, sighing in bless.
At the side, while Daniel and Max played like the star of an action movie, being cheered and cried upon, Eric was sitting on a bench, reading his notes. He was the only person on the bench. From start to end of the game, he didn't even get the chance to warm up.
Who would let him play with his nerdy countenance, appearing weak in strength and physical endurance? No one would take the chance with Daniel being a competitive man. All Daniel thought when playing was winning, and he would not allow a little slip just because he let a single person ruin the momentum of the game.
On the other side, while some of the management boys were busy playing basketball, some of the management girls were busy playing dodgeball.
Evangeline and her not so popular classmates were forced to play this game of pain. Since it was only the five of them who were present and no spare, the exact number to play dodgeball according to rules, everyone was required to come on the playing field.
Smirking, Evangeline knew it was planned by their class president, who was a girl by the way, and every girl hated her, that was why she was put in this game together with her other classmates of the lower stratum.
She inspected her opponents. Tall, well built like they came out from a football match and very able to break some bones. She then stared at her team.
. . .
. . .
Weak. It was the only word for it.
Her opponents sized her up, the corners if their lips twitched in an evil grin and she respond with her own signature smirk –– challenging them.
Hmp! You've underestimated me. She thought. Not waiting for another second, she raised her hand.
