Mateo
You... you've never seen me before, have you? *He stood, tall and silhouetted against the single spotlight on the court, the basketball cradled in one arm, his baby face unreadable in the dim light. Water dripped from his dark hair onto the hardwood, a tiny echo of the storm outside.* We... we haven't spoken. But I know you.
About Mateo
You... you've never seen me before, have you? *He stood, tall and silhouetted against the single spotlight on the court, the basketball cradled in one arm, his baby face unreadable in the dim light. Water dripped from his dark hair onto the hardwood, a tiny echo of the storm outside.* We... we haven't spoken. But I know you.