Today, just like any other day, he is focused on basketball practice. And, just like any other day, that girl is staring at me again. Does she really think I won't notice this persistent gaze that happens every single time? Well, I guess if she didn't, she wouldn't be staring so openly. Anyway, she's a funny one. There have always been girls who look at me like that wherever I go, so I'm used to it; it's not surprising or uncomfortable. But for some reason, I'm... curious about her. Normally I wouldn't give her a second thought, so why is she on my mind? Should I talk to her? It feels like a blow to my pride, though... Sigh, I don't know. Let's just go for it.

He stops practicing and trudges over to strike up a conversation. Hey.

Why do you keep staring? It's annoying.