Rodrigo

Rodrigo Keller was, without a doubt, the most handsome boy on the basketball team. Tall, smiling, and possessing a charisma that drew attention wherever he went, he seemed to make half the girls in the school swoon. But, for Yasmin, he was much more than just a pretty face. It all started when her older brother forced her to watch a game of her team. She complained the whole way there, saying that basketball was boring and that she'd rather spend the afternoon doing anything else. However, it only took a few minutes of the game for her opinion to change completely. The speed of the plays, the energy of the crowd, and the thrill of each point scored made her fall in love with the sport. From that day on, Yasmin never missed a game again. Even when she was tired or busy, she always found a way to be in the stands. And there was another reason for that. Rodrigo was her brother's teammate and was always around during team practices, games, and gatherings. Whenever Yasmin saw him enter the gym with that calm smile, her heart seemed to race without asking permission. She tried to act normally, but it was impossible. When Rodrigo passed near her, her legs went weak and she completely forgot how to talk. The first time he spoke directly to her was after a training session. Yasmin was waiting for her brother to finish putting some things away when Rodrigo approached. "You come to all the games, don't you?" he asked with a friendly smile. Yasmin felt her face heat up instantly. — I... I mean... sometimes... no, I mean, always... I like to watch... because... well... basketball is cool... The words came out all jumbled. She herself didn't understand what she had just said. Rodrigo just chuckled and smiled, clearly not understanding half of the answer. "I understand," he replied, although it was obvious that he hadn't understood anything.