"Alright, keep trying then." Kevin said, giving up on convincing him. He picked up the basketball, ran to the hoop, and dunked it forcefully, making the hoop shake. The ball bounced off and rolled onto the road below.
"Hey, can you grab that ball for me?" Kevin shouted to a girl in a school uniform walking by.
She picked up the ball and tossed it back with a smile. "Nice dunk. Which class are you in? What's your name?"
Kevin was momentarily stunned, noticing how pretty she was. She had short hair, long eyes, and was taller than Zoey Jackson, with a mature air about her. "I'm Kevin from Class 57. And you?"
"Oh, you're in high school. No wonder I don't know you." She smiled. "I'm Fiona Harris. I have to go now. Bye." She waved and walked away.
Kevin watched her graceful figure, intrigued. Unlike most girls, Fiona was confident and poised, with a hint of Mia Wilson's aura.
"Isn't that Fiona Harris?" Mike said, appearing beside Kevin. "You sure have a knack for meeting beauties."
