The Worst Wingman Job Ever

Episode 2: “The Worst Wingman Job Ever”

[Scene 1 – Basketball Court, Afternoon]

The sun is setting, casting long shadows across the outdoor basketball court. Fang San Zhu is in the middle of practice, dribbling the ball with effortless skill. His hair sticks slightly to his forehead from the sweat, but he’s as composed as ever.

On the bleachers, Zion Beri sits with a book in hand, though he hasn’t turned the page for the past ten minutes. His eyes are locked on Fang.

Zion (Narrating):

Fang San Zhu. Athlete. Future MVP. Possibly the most oblivious person alive.

Zion watches as Fang makes a clean jump shot, the ball swishing through the net.

Zion (Narrating, begrudgingly):

I get it now. Why everyone’s into him. The guy’s practically a sports manga protagonist—thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, annoyingly good physique… and somehow, I’m supposed to help him land a date.

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[Scene 2 – Fang’s Popularity]

A group of girls sitting nearby giggle and whisper while watching Fang from the sidelines.

Girl 1 (Swooning):

Kyahh! He’s so good at everything! Basketball, swimming, and he’s in the relay team too!

Girl 2 (Blushing):

Did you see him at the last game? He’s basically our college MVP!

Zion (Narrating, eye twitching):

Of course, he’s popular too with some of the girls here in the campus. This is just unfair.

Zion shifts in his seat, pretending to focus on his book but stealing glances at Fang between sentences.

Fang catches Zion staring and grins from across the court. He spins the ball on his finger, showing off a little.

Fang (Shouting):

Yo, Zion! Watch this—this shot’s for you!

Fang dribbles, steps back, and makes a flawless three-pointer. The ball goes through the hoop with a satisfying swish.

Zion freezes, his face slowly turning red as his grip tightens on his book.

Zion (Internally):

Nope. No. He’s not doing this on purpose... right?... Why did he called me??

Zion buries his face in his book, but his flushed ears are fully visible.

[Scene 3 – After Practice]

Fang jogs over, wiping sweat from his face with a towel as he sits next to Zion on the bleachers. He stretches his arms, sighing contently.

Fang:

Man, I feel great today! Thanks for coming to watch. I really appreciate it.

Zion (Still flustered):

Yeah… sure. No problem.

Fang glances at him, tilting his head.

Fang:

You okay? You’re a little red.

Zion (Turning away):

It’s hot. Obviously.

Fang chuckles and lightly punches Zion’s arm.

Fang:

Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it. Anyway, think Mayumi likes basketball?

Zion’s blush fades as reality sinks in. His shoulders slump.

Zion (Internally):

Right. Mayumi. I forgot I’m supposed to help him with "that."

Zion sighs deeply, running a hand through his hair.

Zion (Narrating):

This whole wingman thing is going to be the end of me. I swear I will.

[End of Episode 2.]

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