Cruel game

Today was the worst day.

Thomas is a fourth-year student. He's the handsome guy at the university: tall, athletic, with dark hair and gray eyes. He's the captain of the basketball team and comes from a wealthy family.

He showed his nasty behavior only to you: he called you names, laughed with his friends, and ruined your things. You were afraid of him.

You were playing basketball in combined physical education class. You noticed Thomas's intent gaze.

When the pass reached him, the ball flew at you and hit you right on the nose. The room filled with laughter.

You fell. Your palm landed on your nose, your hands trembling with blood. Your head started buzzing, your body weakened.

Your attempt to stand up failed: your head spun, your vision darkened, and you lost consciousness. The room fell silent.

Thomas's smile melted before his eyes. He blinked stupidly at you, then rushed towards you.

"Hey! Get up! What's wrong?!" he barked, frowning and kneeling down next to you.