An Xiaxia, You Won

Pale clouds were scattered in the clear blue sky and the winter sun shone warmly overhead.

A hubbub of voices filled the air at the basketball court as the students of several classes gathered around in enthusiastic discussion.

In the center of the crowd was a delicate and pretty girl, who was counting "one, two, three…" in a lovely voice as she bounced the basketball on the ground rhythmically.

An Xiaxia seemed to be bouncing the ball forever, but she simply couldn't make up her mind to shoot it.

Had she known better, she wouldn't have said three… Sob, once would have been enough…

"Stop stalling and shoot already!"

"You're not afraid, are you? Oh my~"

"Tch, just admit it. You're trying to get our idol's attention, that's all."

Everyone was talking at the same time, which only made An Xiaxia more nervous. Fine sweat covered her forehead despite the fact it was still winter.