A JhoBea FANFICTION.
I remember watching a game- an intense one.
I remember hearing loud cheers (even jeers) from a crowd of dark blue and green.
I remember cursing for being too excited.
But if there's one thing that's not quite clear: how did I get here? What made me come to such an occasion.
And then I hear a whistle, she was right there- as I try to remember- throwing the ball up in the air. She was about to hit and throw it to the other side.
Now I must remember- how did I come to love this place of hers.
AN: So I was lurking around the internet and found this fandom of shippers. Let me give this a try.
Please give it a try, Shipper. :)