The news of Eastwest’s friendly match against Whitewall Mountain had already spread across the school, and everyone was viewing the upcoming game with either curiosity or anticipation.
“Avira.”
A cool and clear voice suddenly rang out from behind.
Avira halted her steps. When she turned around, a shadow had already fallen over her.
She looked up to see George’s handsome face.
“George…”
“Mm, let’s walk together.”
George cast a faint glance at Ashton, who was nearly inseparable from her, and walked ahead without waiting for a reply.
Avira nodded lazily and followed after him.
Immediately, the surrounding area buzzed with pink-hued whispers:
“What a beautiful scene!”
“Their height difference is so adorable! Avira looks even cuter between them!”
“Ever since Avira joined the school, I’ve been coming every day just to watch the basketball team practice!”
“Exactly! It’s such eye candy!”
“Ahhh, there’s an update! Today’s chapter is about Orson’s revenge!”
The girls were chatting animatedly when one of them suddenly squealed in excitement. At the same time, it seemed like everyone instinctively pulled out their phones. The scene resembled fans rushing to stream the latest album from a superstar the moment it dropped.
What the heck?
Avira blinked, looking a little confused.
Did Orson switch to becoming a singer? And his song has a name that bizarre?
“It’s a novel based on our team,” George explained, noticing her perplexed expression. He pulled out his phone, navigated to the school’s BBS homepage, and opened the newest post from the top-ranked thread before handing it to Avira.
“…A novel?”
Avira glanced at him before taking the phone.
The thread was titled “Scandalous Basketball Club”.
The author’s username was “Cool Guy Avira, Please Marry Me”. Since the post had been created, it had consistently occupied the number one spot, with astonishingly high clicks and comments.
The content was entirely text.
Today’s update was titled “Orson’s Revenge”.
—
In the locker room.
Avira had just taken off her jersey when someone hugged her tightly from behind.
Then, the other person pushed her into the bathroom, pinning her against the door.
“Orson—”
Before she could finish speaking, Orson kissed her!
He kissed her deeply, as if pouring out all the emotions he had been suppressing deep in his heart.
Watching Avira lean on George’s shoulder in trust, seeing her tend to Asake’s wounds, watching her smile at others—he had always, always been holding back his feelings…
But today, he had reached his limit.
He liked Avira!
Even if she was a guy, he was hopelessly in love!
And until he completely gave in and surrendered to her…
—
Avira raised her misty eyes and looked at George’s calm expression. “This story… is about me and Orson?”
“Yes.”
George responded flatly, confirming her doubts.
Ashton blinked, thinking to himself that if someone wrote a story about him and Avira, it would be nice…
Wait… what?
“This… isn’t real.”
She handed the phone back to George, her lips pressing together slightly. “The real reaction… wouldn’t be like this.”
“…”
George’s expression froze for a second.
What does she mean by ‘the real reaction,’ as if she’s actually been through it…?
Could it be… that Avira likes men?
Still, his expression remained as composed as ever, revealing nothing.
Avira tilted her head thoughtfully, analyzing the situation. After a moment, she nodded to confirm her theory. “Hmm… Although Orson is quite frivolous, him overpowering me… That’s impossible.”
“…”
“And…”
Hmm, a sneak attack wouldn’t work either.
—
Whitewall Mountain Academy Gymnasium
Avira and her team had just arrived at the entrance when they spotted Orson surrounded by a large group of girls.
Wearing sunglasses perched on his nose, he kept his head down, signing autographs. His tall and lean figure was bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun. The smile on his lips carried a natural charm, like an ethereal halo, effortlessly drawing all attention to himself.
A boy as impossibly stunning as Orson would cause awe and infatuation wherever he went.
Seemingly sensing something, his pen paused, and he looked in their direction.
“Avira!”
