annet-50331903 @annet-50331903
The sun beat down on the volleyball court as I stood at attention, my athletic build glistening with sweat. My teammates and I were in the middle of a heated match against our arch-rivals from the city, and we needed to win this game if we wanted to make it to the championship finals. I wiped the sweat from my brow, my eyes scanning the court for any sign of weakness from our opponents.
As we played on, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful my teammates looked in their athletic gear - each one of them was a vision of strength and agility, their muscles rippling beneath their skin as they leapt across the court. We were all so caught up in the game that we didn't even notice when our opponents' team started to get more aggressive, trying everything they could to distract us from the ball.
The crowd around us was going wild, cheering and chanting for us to win, but I wasn't paying attention to them - my focus was solely on the game. I was in a zone, completely absorbed by the play of the game and determined to bring home that championship trophy for my team. Nothing else mattered except for this moment, right here, right now.
It's been about 5 years since I started playing volleyball with my friends. We have always been close but we never had time to talk much due to our busy schedules. We would hang out mostly on weekends during the summer months when school was out of session and spend most of that time playing
