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Kevin told me he could play football.
It was one of his many hobbies.

The most knowledge I had on football included a group of men chasing a ball in a humongous green field and that it was the sport Viola played instead of her brother in she's the man.

But would I tell him that? Absolutely not.

I told him my favourite player was someone called Messi. I hope I got that right considering it was the easiest name from the list I was able to google in time to answer him.

His eyes faltered and I knew that I fucked up.

"Oh I see." He mumbled, "I'm more of a Ronaldo supporter."

It was the name that stuck considering I had to pick amongst a few, while he continued naming few more. Was it too late to change my side of the team?

I could only muster a smile in return.

"Hey!" He suddenly jerked, his body turning towards mine, reducing the distance between us. I sat frozen on my seat, unblinking as my eyes narrowed in on his broad shoulders.

"You can come to my game, this weekend."

I swallowed before nodding.

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