‘What on earth are you thinking, Hannah Roland? Why would Leon look at someone as insignificant as you?’ Hannah thought to herself with a shake of her head, followed immediately by a facepalm.

She was hoping that would stop her from thinking such nonsense. She was just a regular girl. Why would Leon pay any attention to her?

Many other girls looked prettier than her in the sports stadium.

Who was she to compare?

After Hannah regained her composure, Leon Batton made another successful shot. Then, his burning gaze was directed at her once again.

That made her gulp nervously. She wasn’t imagining it at all.

Leon was looking at her for some inexplicable reason.

Apart from her, several observant girls also took notice of that, and soon enough, gossip started spreading among them.

“No way! I saw Leon looking toward that direction after making that shot!”

“Oh? I heard that basketball jocks tend to look at the object of their affections after making a shot. Could it be?”

“You’re rig