224 Chapter Two Hundred And Twenty-four: Someone Was Impersonating That Man Called Asher

Trevour knew Williams was avoiding him or perhaps he was the one doing so cause each time their eyes met in class, he'd look away.

But during soccer practice, Trevour had watched him laugh and spend time with some friends he wasn't exactly familiar with since he liked to keep to himself. 

They looked so happy together and for some reason, it bothered him. His heart felt weird as if someone was stabbing at it repeatedly with a knife.

This was the first time he was feeling such strange sentiments and it made him quite uneasy. He was straight and couldn't possibly have feelings for a boy, but then why was his heart beating so fast?

"Hi" a chirpy voice woke him from his thoughts.

"Hi," Trevor was startled, yet was able to make a comprehensible statement to the girl at least. 

He was settling on one of the bleacher seats and working on this project that was due to be submitted.

"I noticed that you don't play," The girl brought up.