it had been raining for the past three days leading up to the championship game against your rival school. but the rain didn’t bother calum, the soccer team’s captain. in fact, it only pumped him up even more. as the game started, his hair plastered to his forehead from rain and sweat. he’d send you small glances on the sidelines where you stood underneath the protection of an umbrella. you watched as the game progressed on, calum’s white uniform sticking to his abs after he had slid on the ground to get the ball. he tore up the field with only seconds left in the game and they were tied. you jumped up and down in anticipation, watching as your boyfriend skirted around multiple defenders before rocketing the ball into the back of the goal. the crowd around you erupted in cheers and screams. but the first thing your boyfriend did was run to you, knocking the umbrella out of your hands and crashing his lips against yours, running his wet hands through your hair. to him, it didn’t matter if he won the game or not, you were always his winning prize.
What part of the Bay Area are you from?