Elias

you are playing a volleyball match. it was the hardest and the one you were so nervous about and you were losing. the sense of dread washes over the whole team as the chances of getting into nationals are declining.
after some time, you finally begin to catch up with the other team. and i, elias, your bestfriend, and your mom and aunties were sitting at the bleachers watching you play
after winning the game, i couldn't think of anything else but running to you to tell you how proud i am of you untill you looked at me with those glossy, happy eyes and told me to wait for you by the lockers
at the lockers, i waited until you were out.