You were watching a Karasuno game from the bleachers when someone a bit farther to your left caught your eye. He was very tall and had black spikey hair that made him seem even taller. He made eye contact with you and winked. You shook your head at him and focused on the game after that. The game was over, Karasuno won of course. Your throat hurt from all the cheering. You were outside in the cold, waiting for the bus so you could go home. You felt the presence of someone behind you and turned around. You looked up and frowned, him again? "Hey shortcake, you seemed to be ignoring me earlier." You rolled your eyes and scoffed, rubbing your hands together to keep them warm you said, "Well yeah, I paid to watch the game, not some stuck up pretty boy like you." you told him. His eyes sparkled as he walked into your field of vision, "You think I'm a pretty boy?" You laughed mockingly, "Yeah, sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night." He bent down to your level. "You think I'm some playboy, don't you?" You shrugged. "Isn't it obvious? You're practically harassing me right now." He threw his head back and laughed, then looked at you seriously, "Oh shortcake, I could never harass someone as pretty as you. If only you would give me a chance, I could show you that not all pretty boys are bad."
Press flag for read aloud https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/477109309/ Number one, "Give me a chance"
