the girl...

Feeling good, Rome shot for more.

His mother won't be home until 11. Now still 8 or so.

"Chef Curry!"

Rome trying to shoot three from the logo. Haha

"Hahaha. miss."

The original Rome did not have a sports brain.

But he in his last life watches the NBA regularly during weekends. Plus he also plays at the local gym. So, he can say he knows the basics.

But compared to the college players he usually sees at practice, he is a high school bench player from them.

Honestly, grade schoolers can beat him. fact.

"Wait."

Rome suddenly have a terrible idea.

Its like a bulb lit in his head.

In just a thot, Rome activated his Luck luck fruit.

"Lets see what u got 20x luck."

He shoot the ball from the logo.

"Swooooshhh."

The arc is so beautiful.

"Ahhh."

Rome opened his mouth.

The ball hit the rafter.

The next thing happened it that the ball directly went thru the ring.

"Splash."

"Oh my GOD. Hahaha. That's was so cool. Haha."

He ran towards the ball.

Next few shots, he lowered his force.

But the result are always the same.

All the shots went thru.

So, for the next few minutes.

Exactly 14 minutes 32 seconds, Rome did not miss anywhere in the court.

Literally. He did not miss even tho its end to end throw, the ball would always find its way to the basket and SPLASH.

At the entrance of the gym, a girl stood there with her eyebrows raised and her mouth ajar.

She's been standing at the door for at least 10 minutes now.

She is witnessing Rome's shooting display.

And she incredibly cant believe it.

Rome has shot at least 50 shots now and still hasn't missed. All these shots are from every corner of the court.

And Rome is doing it casually with a strange shooting form.

Non form.

Rome did not even noticed her.

But when the ball rolled over the entrance, he sees the girl.

Having worked in the gym for a week now, he must have seen the girl twice at the gym. And once at a store outside the campus.

Why remember? Because the girl is blonde. Long legs. Sexy. Tall. And very very beautiful. The dream girl of Rome. Or his type.

Very beautiful. Especially her dimples…..and her smile. Hehe

The girl stepped forward to get the ball.

She dribbled it lightly and held it both of her hands.

"That. U been there for long?"

Rome cant help but ask.

The girl nodded. "U shoot so well. Are u a new Trojan?" She asked in curiosity.

"No." Rome shook his head with a smile. "I work here."

Hearing Rome's answer, the girl once again surprised.

She then sees the mop at the bench. Rome is telling the truth.

"No. U just cant work here. Ur talent is so good. U shot 40 plus all over the court and u didn't missed a single shot. Ur crazy good shooting, u know that right?"

Her voice raised with apparent excitement.

"U can be varsity player. God. We will on Elite 8. no. Final four even." She continued her enthusiasm.

This enthusiasm tells that she love the game.

Rome smiling only seeing her so hyper and cute.

"Varsity player? Nahh. I dont even go to school here. Hehe"

Rome said casually.

But he is still shy talking to the girl.

The girl frowned. "Not a student? Oh."

She paused and pursed her lips.

"Do u want to go to school here?"

Rome looked at her dumbfounded.

As an 18 year old kid out of high school in his 2nd life, of course he doesn't want to go to school.

He now has Devil Fruit Tree Luck Fruit, Empath and Mystic Arts.

Of course he won't go to school. Waste of time.

But a picture of a middle aged woman with already few silver hair.

Those hopeful eyes that Rome can go to college because its all she can give him.

But an accident drained their savings, thus Rome cannot go to college anymore and just work for measly 6 dollars an hour.

Even if he has money, he cannot buy education.

Looking at the faded jeans, shabby shirt, dirty shoes of Rome, the girl wasnt bothered by it.

All she sees is a guy full of talent and potential.

Even tho without, she won't see Rome that way because she seen Rome multiple times already just like he did.

"Can I? I mean, come to school here?"

He scratched his head and smiled weakly.

Its a habit the old Rome developed due to his inferiority.

The girl chuckled seeing his action.

"Of course. But u have to do something."