36 — JASPER ROOSEVELT (POV)

As expected, sharing a room with Bryan is like spending time in hell. I didn't sleep very well because of his hostility, and also because my mind kept going back to the last kiss with Scarlett.

Her smell has been getting sweeter. It doesn't seem like it's changed, but still, there's something different. It's hard to explain, and even harder to resist.

I close the locker with a single hand and start to straighten my team shirt, when I notice that Bryan already finished putting his uniform and is setting a wristband on his right arm now…

Nathan approaches and wraps his arms around Bryan's neck, saying with a proud tone, “Here we go, the lucky wristband!”

Lucky wristband?

I furrow my brows and this simple reaction catches Nathan's eyes, who flashes a mischievous grin, as if he's had a wicked idea. Even though they're best friends, sometimes I feel like Nathan is ready to throw him into the fire when necessary for his own entertainment.

And my perception doesn't fail because Nathan soon s