Nina Donovan sat under the cool shade of a tree.
Jasper Sherwood's school uniform was right beside her.
He didn't have any weird smell, just the faint, clean scent of soap.
It was actually quite pleasant.
What Nina Donovan didn't expect was that Jasper Sherwood actually played basketball.
Before long, a crowd had gathered on the sidelines.
Jasper Sherwood had become a sensation at Ninth High on his looks alone.
It was only natural that some girls had secret crushes on him.
But ever since he came to Ninth High, he had been targeted by that "bad woman," Nina Donovan. The other girls might have had ideas, but they didn't dare get too close, afraid they'd suffer for it.
Vivian Sterling stopped and watched from the edge of the court.
Her gaze immediately fell upon Jasper Sherwood.
It had been a long time since she had seen Jasper Sherwood running so freely on the court, a long-lost smile on his face as he broke a sweat.
