The sun was shining brightly over Ateneo de Manila University, casting a warm glow on the campus that was often bustling with students. On this particular weekend, however, the usual lively atmosphere was toned down, making it the perfect day for some tennis. Theresia, known as the fearless senator, had dedicated her weekend to physical training. But her plans took an unexpected turn when her tennis trainer called in sick.
Frustrated yet determined, Theresia walked back and forth in her room, contemplating her options. Then, a brilliant idea struck her. She knew there's only one person who knows this sport by heart.
Sonny. Her best friend and fellow senator. They had forged a strong bond during late-night legislative sessions filled with debates, laughter, and shared dreams.
Without overthinking it, Theresia picked up her phone and dialed Sonny's number, her heart fluttering slightly as she waited for him to answer.
"Hey, Ris! Napatawag ka?" Sonny's voice was smooth and inviting, instantly easing her nerves.
"Hi, Sonny! Busy ka?" Theresia asked.
"Hindi naman. Bakit?"
"My tennis trainer canceled on me eh. Any chance you could come with me sa Ateneo and help me practice? I could really use a partner" (in life? chz) she asked, trying to keep her tone casual.
"Ah of course! I'll be there in fifteen" he replied
"Yay! See you" Theresia said excitedly.
True to his word, Sonny arrived at the covered tennis courts of Ateneo, looking incredibly fit in a snug navy blue athletic shirt and shorts that showcased his well-defined physique. Theresia felt her heart skip a beat as she caught sight of him. She shook her head, trying to push aside the feeling simmering within her.
"Ano, ready to get your game on?" he teased, a playful smirk dancing on his lips as he took in her tennis attire—a white fitted polo shirt and purple tennis skirt that highlighted her long legs.
"Yes, coach" she shot back, a confident grin on her face making him amused.
As they stepped onto the court, the air was thick with a mixture of competition and unspoken tension. Sonny was patient, guiding Theresia through her serves and footwork while offering encouraging words laced with teasing.
"Not bad for a beginner ah" he remarked after she made a decent serve, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Beginner? I'll have you know I'm a quick learner," she replied, determination lighting up her features. "You just wait."
They played on, the sound of their rackets slicing through the air mingling with their laughter. Each point scored was accompanied by light-hearted banter, the atmosphere electric with their shared energy.
As the game progressed, Theresia found herself mesmerized by Sonny's physique— the way every muscle flexed as he moved, each powerful swing of the racket sending beads of sweat glistening down his skin. She couldn't help but admire the sight, her heart racing with an intoxicating mix of admiration and attraction.
At the same time, Sonny was captivated by Theresia's grace on the court. He watched her every move-the fluidity of her strikes, the way her body twisted and turned as she lunged for the ball. Her curves caught his eye, and he was especially enchanted by her legs, strong yet feminine.
Each time she scored a point, her radiant smile and infectious giggle filled the air, making it impossible for him to focus entirely on the game.
"Okay, I think you need to work on your form a bit" Sonny said, stepping closer to demonstrate the correct stance.
