An uppercut

"Will she really come?"

The sports field was mostly empty, with only a few people scattered around. The sun was setting quickly.

Time seemed to move faster here than in the real world.

Sam sat calmly on the bleachers.

"She'll come."

"How can you be so sure?"

Mia looked curiously at the boy who always seemed inexplicably confident.

Sam smiled.

"If you were in a world where every day was the same, doing the same things over and over, and one day a stranger invited you to do something different, wouldn't you be curious enough to check it out, even if you didn't like the person?"

Mia paused.

"Is it really that simple?"

"What else? Do you think I can solve every problem with just this face? Although, that might be true."

"Stop being so smug. You said you were from the photography club... but you don't even have a camera. How are you going to fool her?"

Sam laughed and pulled out his phone.