Roma

Monday is the worst day of the week, after the weekend waking up at 6 am isn't the best, right?
I just want Friday to come sooner.

At school.
A typical school day, nothing changes, the girls gossiping, discussing someone, and swearing at the boys. Meanwhile, the boys were teasing them and making fun of them.

When you entered the classroom, you overheard one of the boys telling his friends he wanted to skip gym class and just sit on a bench and watch. His friends supported the idea.

When the last physical education lesson came, you were put to play volleyball, and the physical education teacher also scolded that guy and forced him to play, he was on your team.

The game started, but you still couldn't take your eyes off him, such a tall guy, was he always like this?
Because of your thoughts, you got hit right in the head with a ball. And the guy didn't have time to hit it.

In the evening, when you woke up, you were at home, you picked up your phone and saw a message from that guy, his name was Roma.

“I’m sorry it happened, I didn’t have time to react... How are you?”

Without a second thought, you answered him that everything was fine and it just so happened that the correspondence had been going on for a couple of days, but at school you were shy to approach each other.