Noxan packed his back but this time he had Sports in school,he toke some old pants and an old t Schirt so it's not dramatic if he sweats in it.
His mom offered him to drive to school,he already was late so he accepted the offer.
He walked into the school and went to the Sports hall, only Sylas and his best friend were there.Noxan looked at his phone and realized he wasn't late,he saw that he was 30 minutes early.
Noxan sat on the ground ,the door to the changing rooms were locked like Sylas for him,he couldn't open the door for a change.
He was less then a meter away from him,he looked in his direction but not in his face,it was to risky for him.
*What if he caches me looking*
Sylas suddenly spoke with Noxan, Noxan felt like a flower blooming in the moon.He simply asked
"So why are you early"
Noxan nervously answered without letting a drop of swet flow
"I didn't look at the time.What do you hope we're doing today?"
Sylas responded
"I hope we do football, because of my club i learned new tactics and my duribilty,speed and flexibility improved"
Noxan carringly listend and thought for a second and told
"I'm gonna be honest, I hope we don't do anything except dodgeball, I'm tired and not good at sports"
The conversation kept going and going till other classmates came.Noxan didn't wanna give any hinds so he became quite in his ownbubble.
His mind saw new perspective of Sylas how he kicks and plays with the ball,how he wins a round and everyone cheers for him, with him un the back cheering the weakest but innerly beeing the proudest.
As he listened to his surroundings carefully he heard how good he was standing in his Sports club.Noxan listened and cried innerly filled with joy, proud and wishings.
As the teacher arrived and he changed in the same room with Sylas he saw that he was wearing a compressed shirt under his pullover.
Noxan constantly looked at him,how his muscles are slightlyvisible through his clothes.Sylas also wore shorts, wich relaved how soft his skin is,no hair was visible,at least from his distance.
The teacher announced that they were playing football and Noxan was drained but also felt good because Sylasis now happy.
All the time he wasn't on the playing he looked at Noxan in fastination.He looked forward to him,not the sport but him purely, his style, body and personality.How Sylas makes him fell safe even in the locker room where the secrets get revield,or his jokes in the brake making his body raise with dopamine.
The time came when he had to play against Noxan and he could follow or block him without other people overthinking his actions, he tried his best to be an acceptable enemy for Sylas but his lack of skills left him behind.
Noxan was never thought the rules of football or how to play football, because of that he always got choosen last in team making when it's an about football.In training matches where the teacher wasn't looking he always was left out, leaving himw with no experience.
He saw Sylas secretly laughing at him which made the air thick, leaving him in desperate.
Noxan started imaging his embarrassment as a situation.In his mind the embarrassment picked up the ball, threw it against the wall and the ball resembling his feelings crashed through the wall flowing in the air into a window in a classroom, showing his feelings and mistakes Infront of a whole class.
Later in the locker room he watched Sylas change,not in a deseiering way but he was magnitieced of the beauty of his body,he was thin but his muscle were present,his skin soft in harmony.In harmony like he harmonized Noxan in darkness,how he cleaned his mind from sucied.He couldn't stop looking till Sylas turned bakc to normally throwing Noxan back to reality.