Cyrus was already waiting for me when I got out of the venue. It was a struggle going out of the arena because there are a lot of people who watched and had to exit. I guess, they all loved basketball. I don’t know anything about it other than they have to shoot the ball into the ring to score but it wasn’t all boring. The cheers from the crowd is crazy. I have watched all the games of Cyrus but never heard a crowd that loud.
Maybe it was because we were in a closed space? I don’t know.
But the cheers are almost deafening—especially from the cheerleaders.
“How was the game?” Cyrus asked me. He’s wearing a white collared shirt and a pair of dark jeans. It’s his usual get up to school but I feel like he’s more handsome now than he has ever been.
I bit my lip, trying to contain all th
