That night, Joy Shaw had a dream.
In the dream, it seamlessly connected to what happened last time.
Last time in the dream, her friend liked Adrian Knight and wanted his contact information but didn't dare to ask for it.
Young and reckless, she was the first to take action and headed straight to the basketball court.
...
In the October weather, the sun was just right, and a group of teens was playing basketball on the court. The girls outside were all there for the two handsome guys of the school.
Joy Shaw entered the basketball court, and suddenly, a basketball flew over.
Everyone else thought it would hit someone, but Joy Shaw raised her hand and caught the ball steadily.
The girl was wearing a blue and white school uniform, shoulder-length short hair fluttering in the wind, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a classic beauty. Her face showed a charm that hadn't matured yet, and her skin was so tender in the sunlight that it seemed like water could be squeezed out.
