Suddenly, a shadow flashed across the court.
It was as if the moonlight itself had been momentarily eclipsed.
As her wig slipped off, the girl’s jet-black hair shone like silk, gliding through the air as she leapt. Defying gravity, she caught the ball mid-flight and seemed to hang suspended, as if frozen in time.
“Bang—”
The backboard shuddered, taking a long moment to settle back into stillness.
Avira landed lightly on the ground, her delicate form a stark contrast to the force of the dunk she had just delivered.
Turning to look at him, her dark eyes glimmered with what seemed like countless scattered diamonds, rippling like waves.
“Asa… just now… I think I kind of fell for you.”
Amazing…
He was truly amazing…
Just like “that person,”… she wanted to stay by his side and surpass him one day.
Asake paused, then a stunning smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
Under the moonlight, his features were bathed in a soft, dreamlike glow.
“Asa…”
Before he could speak, Avira’s lazy, soft voice sounded once again.
She took a step towards him, her loose hair flowing in the breeze, petals brushing across her face.
She was barefoot, her pale feet stepping over crimson petals, exuding a pure yet sensual allure.
Noticing this, Asake’s brows knitted slightly.
He should have prepared shoes for her in advance.
She walked up to him and gently tugged at the hem of his clothes, looking up at him with her small face bathed in moonlight. Her dark eyes glistened with a soft, uncertain light, and her pink lips were pressed together like a little white rabbit, innocent and lovely.
“Can you… play basketball with me?”
Those soft words, combined with her current expression, were impossible for anyone to refuse.
Asake brushed the strands of black hair from her lips, his cold fingertips grazing her cheek.
Avira tilted her head slightly, looking at him in confusion with a hint of hopeful expectation.
“All right.”
His expression remained calm, but his smile was as pure as crystal-clear water flowing through a stream.
A faint light flickered in Avira’s eyes. She gripped his hand tightly, as if afraid he might change his mind, interlocking their fingers. “Really…?”
“Mm.”
He gently squeezed her hand back, his touch warm and light, like the aurora blooming in the snow.
“As long as you want, I’ll be with you.”
“You’re the best…” she said, breaking into a smile. “I like Asa the most…”
He would buy her delicious cakes and now was going to play basketball with her. Asa was really a good person!
Hmm…
Speaking of cakes…
She pouted. “I’m so hungry…”
He seemed very pleased by her words, “I like Asa the most,” and a warm smile curved his lips. The joy in his deep purple eyes was genuine, as clear and pure as a crystal.
“Let’s go eat.”
“Um!”
Avira grabbed him and wanted to go back the same way, but found that the person behind him didn’t seem to have any intention of moving.
She turned around in confusion and looked at him bewilderedly: “Ah Asa…?”
Suddenly she lost her balance, and when she came to her senses, she had been picked up by Asake.
“You ran out without shoes, what if you get hurt?”
“Well…it doesn’t hurt.”
