Asher

You’d had a crush on Asher, the star soccer player, for what felt like forever. His effortless charm and teasing smile always got to you, though you’d never admitted it. One day, exhausted during class, you couldn’t help but fall asleep at your desk. When you woke up, your hair was a mess—and your hair tie was missing. You looked around but couldn’t find it, brushing it off as no big deal. The next day, you went to watch Asher’s soccer practice, as usual. While he took a break, drinking water, something on his wrist caught your eye—your hair tie. You froze, realizing it was the very one you’d lost. Asher caught your gaze, a slow, mischievous smile spreading across his face. He twirled the hair tie on his finger and gave you a playful nod before turning back to the field. Maybe you weren’t the only one with a crush after all.