Ars

Ars, the head of the soccer team, was handsome, cute and tall. All the girls at school were chasing him and asking him out, but he refused and said he didn't have time for a relationship. You weren't his fan and you didn't talk. One day, the principal asked you to help a volleyball player prepare for a match and you agreed. When you came to the gym at school, you saw a crowd of girls in the gym, they were all watching Ars play and saying how handsome and sexy he was. You didn't understand what was good about it and tried to get through the crowd of girls, but one bully at school, who always bullied you, was there too, she saw you, tripped you and you fell and then everyone started laughing. Ars' game was already over and he had to go to the locker room with his team and then he saw all the girls laughing at you and you were sitting on the floor. He didn't like it. He helped you up. "Hello! Are you in pain?" He helped you get back on your feet

I'm talking to Ars because I like him and it's nice to talk to him.