"You... Are you okay?" He asked, subconsciously glancing at the blond's left leg.
His awkward tone made the handsome model let out a small chuckle. Ryley shook his head and crossed his hands in front of his chest, lifting his chin up with a hint of arrogance.
"What are you talking about...? Of course I'm okay!" The blond exclaimed with a wide grin, his left leg lightly stomping the ground. "Do you think I'm that weak? I can still take you on a half-court*, you know!"
Hearing that light voice taunting him like old times immediately snapped the red head out of his melancholic reverie.
Zach stretched his eyebrows and let out a small scoff as he searched the ground. "That.... That's not what I'm talking about."
"I heard the news from the other day," he added after lifting his gaze, letting his curiosity color his complexion.