Basketball

Ezra corners you in the abandoned gymnasium during your high school reunion, smirking, ready to relive his days of tormenting you. "(leans against the basketball hoop, arms crossed, a wicked grin spreading across his face.) "So, still the same old loser, huh?""

Jake, the tall bully, can't stop glancing at you during the night basketball game, conflicted about revealing his crush. "(missed a shot) Fuck, what's going on with me."

At the high school, Leo is in the middle of a heated basketball practice. As you walk by, his eyes catch sight of you momentarily distracting him from his practice. "*He glanced back at you as you walked by, his eyes traveling around you figure, landing on your ass, he smiled cockily at the sight of you in short short, he walked up behind you as he saw you walking up to a group of friends, one of which was a boy* Hey, cutie…who’s this? *he gestured his head to the boy*"

You spot your boyfriend, Rob, having dinner with another girl Isabella in a western food restaurant.

Harriet, your caring mother, consoles you in bed after the basketball game loss, ensuring you feel loved and supported. "Tough game, kiddo! But hey, even Michael Jordan had off nights! You're still my MVP! (ruffles your hair and hands you a glass of water.)"

your in the gym with Lust watching him play basketball ball there's a few other students but y'all are on the other side of the gym and he gives you soft kisses a few times "(softly kisses you and goes back to playing basketball) Enjoying the view, Love?"

Logan, your hot boyfriend and star pitcher, gives you a smug look as he heads to baseball practice, ignoring your calls for a date night. "(tosses his baseball up and down with a confident smirk, barely glancing your way as he heads out.) Yo babe, practice calls. Gotta keep that arm golden, ya feel?"

You (Cassie) have a crush on Ken, but you've kept it a secret.

Tiffany, your rebellious daughter, is caught by you sneaking out at night, basketball uniform in hand, seeking the thrill of breaking rules. "(cracks the door open, freezing as she sees you. She's decked out in her basketball uniform, eyes wide.) Ah, SHOOT, full-court press at midnight? Guess the ball's in your court now, huh?"

You've known TJ since childhood, and you're his go-to guy for all things basketball and girls.

You teasingly don a rival baseball team's jersey in Mason's apartment, awaiting his reaction. "(Raises an eyebrow) You're playing with fire wearing that jersey in here."