Josh~

When I was a kid, I was told. if you love someone unconditionally, they will love you back but growing into a used loving family, I witnessed, myself how it could be toxic "The love" that they talking about can be also harmful as a forging knife that is prepared to stab you one day and boom you are all alone.

I was in junior high school when my parents got divorced and after that, I realize that love is not meant for everyone, It is just temporary happiness but a lifetime of sorrow, it happened exactly to my dad.

When my mom left me and my dad, suddenly our noisy house turn into the quietest place on earth that I have been. And if I am, to be honest, I suppose, watching my dad's suffering makes me feel like not to fall in love but the things are, I have been dating a couple of women.

We could say, I broke their hearts purposely as my revenge for what my mom did to my father, I know it's wrong but I find satisfaction in doing it so. Then there's this recent woman who is eager to be with me again, although, I refused her countless time, however, she doesn't stop, she's being a real pain in the ass, and lately, she became more stubborn than before. I guess I have to tell her the truth that "I was not really into her. I'm just using you for pastime purposes nothing more than that. " I said to her yesterday and her name was Kate. It feels great, to be honest, and it was a huge load off my mind. Now I settled everything with Kate, No one bothering me anymore.

It's already past 10 am and my first subject for today was physical education, my favorite class. I can show off my skills and makes those girls scream through their lungs and I loved it, when they are doing shit like that even tho I don't give shits about them.

and as far as I know, my faculty will have a battle against the faculty of art, therefore, my class badly needs me for today. I cannot be denied that I am good at sport specifically soccer. In fact, I am the team captain of a soccer team at this University which has won 3 trophies under my wings and never loses to any faculty, they indeed called me, smart dictatorship since I am the one who is making the game plan.

My faculty came first, despite how awful I described myself, I am very strict in rules, especially being on time. The faculty of art are late, "Screw them! How dare them to let us standby for like 15 minutes."

Now that they are here, they are making a crowd of women cheering for the faculty of art. just I thought they were my fans but I made a mistake. Those women were not cheering for my faculty nor me as I was eager to know who they were cheering.

I saw a raven-haired guy who is standing in the center of his perhaps fans?  I wasn't able to see his face, just his faded haircut.

"what was that raucous crowd?" I asked my friend named Scott "Ah, Them? Seems like your rival has arrived" replied Scott "but not an asshole like you" Scott added while sniggering like a naughty cat.

"Asshole your ass, moron" I throw off my tumbler at Scott's body, and he complains obviously. also at that time, I heard the girls at my faculty murmuring about me being the second placer and the first placer of being an attractive guy was I heard Oliver from the faculty of art.

The murmurs became awful when the girls starts contrasting me with this dude named Oliver. Of course, I didn't let it slip that easily and so I kicked the chair in front of me to make them stop talking like those Karens from my neighbor, which made them stop instantly due to being scared of me.

The game is about to start but it's seemed like we got a little trouble here which somehow makes me feel happy. The referee was about to disqualify the faculty of art due to not being on time. I knew that it's already settled, My faculty has already won without a sweat.

The students of the faculty of art start booing the referees for their unreasonable decision which leads to an intense quarrel between the students and the staff.

As soon as I could not bear the ridiculous uproar of the opposing team. "FOR THE GOD SAKE SHUT THE THE FUCK UP, EVERYONE!" My emotion just came out without having second thoughts. Yelling with furiously tone voice that somehow. The irritating noises are gone.

"No one can change their decision, the faculty of art doesn't have the authority or to dictate what's it shall be done to this match. It's already over guys! the faculty of art is already lost to my faculty." I said, trying to persuade them.

"Excuse me? The only reason that we're late was that our main course subject was on the same schedule. We rushed our sculptures just to be in here and we all think that it is not fair and unacceptable, not unless if there's is a coward." Replies Josh while staring at me like a predator, hunting his prey. and I knew, He was insulting me.

I crack up when I heard him, trying to provoke me. "I'm sorry but did just call me a coward? I ain't not scared of someone from the faculty of art or to be more specific from you"

"What an egoistic folks we have got here" Josh hollered sarcastically. Making fun of me. "If you are not scared then let reconsider it. Right everyone?"

I was at the edge of my line to take his silly joke for fun as the result, I grabbed Oliver's uniform in his collar to pull him into my vicinity. Glaring, the raging tempest of my anger.

"This so fun to watch," said Scott, doing nothing but enjoying himself.

"You think that you can defeat me, huh? Then let's do it but without a team, Just you and me alone" I pointed out my finger on his chest before letting him go. Now we drew more attention not just inside the gymnasium but as well from the other faculties.

Everyone was seemed thrilled and enjoying themselves, watching this stupid fight between Me and Oliver and so I. This is the greatest chance to prove to them I am above Oliver in terms of everything.

Both faculties have decided to play basketball for this match since it can be played by one player. I don't have an issue with the chosen sports and I am confident with my skills so it won't be a problem with me.

Oliver went in the center of the court and so did I. Each person was cheering for their chosen player along with my fanbase. Not to be being biased but a lot of people were cheering for me.

While we were standing in the center waiting for the ball to be tossed. We locked our eyes with each other. Trying to be fearsome like those wild animals. We both knew that no one would lose that easily. As the referee throws off the ball. We jump at the same moments.

Oliver got the first ball as he start dribbling the ball. I was on guard to make sure that Oliver won't have a single score but the moment I tried to steal the ball. He side step toward the left and immediately threw the ball.

"One point for Oliver" screamed the broadcaster as the audience keeps roaring their cheers even more loud.

My bad, I should not underestimate this guy. It is time to be serious. He surprisingly has the body of an athlete. I thought everyone from the faculty of art is a nerdy kid, but I was wrong.

Now it's my turn to show off my skills. Oliver was quite far from my standpoint, I could make 3 points shot here but I wanted to fight him hand to hand just to make my victory very clear.

I dash toward Oliver inside the court, dribbling the ball cautiously as I successfully crossed over toward his ring and made a shot like it was nothing.

"One point for Josh" screams the broadcasters  "it looks like we're watching a final game!" He added while everyone continue yelling.

The match remains intense for exactly 25 minutes. Their scores don't fall behind. Once Josh manages to score Oliver quickly keeps up with his score and now they are in the final minute of the game.

"It's time to see who would be the winner. Is it Josh from the faculty of engineering or is it Oliver from the faculty of art?" Announce the broadcasters who looked very entertained along with the entire students.

My score was 28 tied up with Oliver's score but the problem is, it is his ball. I am at a huge disadvantage.

Now we're finished taking the small timeout as Oliver and I went back in the court. We still have 40 seconds to go, I'll go defend and try to steal the ball from him and go score that's my plan.

As I expected, Oliver was wasting the remaining seconds so he could have a shot in the last seconds but as if I will let him do everything as he plotted.

I dash toward Oliver, trying to snatch the ball but the more I tried to steal the ball. Oliver's defense became tighter.

I was able to a grip on the ball and successfully got the ball from Oliver but it is already 10 seconds remaining. I step back a bit because I knew there would no way to drive the ball from the inside and my only choice was to get a 3 point from the side.

I was about to fire the ball but suddenly Oliver jumped first to block my shot but he made a huge mistake. It was a fake. When I'm done with my trick, I hop a bit to have a more successful rate of shooting the ball. The ball was in the mids air but Oliver was still on fire. Oliver went back inside the ring just to make sure if I failed, he would make his shot.

The ball landed but not directly from the center of the ring as it begin reeling from the circle of the ring. No one knows if it would go in or not.

Oliver jumped out to reach the reeling ball as he tapped the ball to make it go in the center and make his score.

Everyone went down as quiet as mice went the ball bounces on the floor. Everyone's reaction was jaw drop. No one expected to witness an unbelievable winning such as what Oliver did in his match.

Out of the blue, the gymnasium turns into a deafening environment. Congratulating of course Oliver for his winning. Some of the students especially my fans base were trying their best to buck me up. To be honest, I don't know how would I feel. I've never lost to anyone...

Author's note:

Please leave any kind of comment it would be a big help to make me motivate finishing this story. Thanks for reading the first chapters .