AT THAT MOMENT, almost everybody’s eyes landed on Ceasar. He was shirtless in the middle of the field while he played baseball with his team. I didn’t know he was into sports. But it seemed by the way the female students cheered him on that he was quite good. I looked at him as he ran following a circular path until the ball was thrown again and the pitcher had caught it. Ceasar wiggled his hair as if cleansing the water from the front part of his medium-length hair.
His chest was sculptured as if it was carved by an artist as if to temp the women in some village. Not only that anyone can assume that he has been working out well, but one could easily tell that he is physically fit, his abs may not be as defined as his chest but it is evident, my eyes didn’t seem to give that much attenti
