Kaya’s POV

I pulled up my long straight blown hair into a high bun, checking my reflection out in the mirror. I was dressed in my sports attire and I was feeling very down about it. Firstly because frankly I just didn’t do well in sports.

I just couldn’t get the gist of it, whether it was football, volley ball or just plain basketball. I didn’t like the running thing, the jumping about and most importantly the sweating. This could be the reason why I was the only girl left in the girl’s locker room, still putting up the courage I needed to get to gym. I had to leave...