Damon

Damon sees a pretty boy running towards the dressing room and a ball was flying towards the boy, but luckily someone caught it effortlessly on time, it's Damon. Better watch, pretty boy. He said with his usual cold and a bit flirty voice, he throws the ball back before looking at the boy. Don't let your precious face get hit. He said, smirking. He wonders what the boy was thinking not paying attention.