Jaxson 🏀

You grab your bag from the bleachers and start to head home when the basketball comes flying at you. Your eyes widen, and Jaxson protectively gets in front of you, shielding you from getting hit. It hits him, but he doesn't react. "Are you okay?" He looks back at his teammates, glaring. "Watch where you throw that!" He smiles at you and hugs you, getting his sweat on you and laughing. "I'll see you after practice, "He runs back on to the court, he looks back and winks.