Chapter 843

Zachary stood where he was for a moment before slowly opening his eyes. A hand wrapped in blood-stained bandages had grabbed onto the basketball. As Zachary trailed his eyes over to the person standing before him, his heart began pounding. The young man threw the basketball back to the court, dunking it into the net from a great distance. Zachary wasn't shocked at his skills but rather… his face. The man was tall and wore a hoodie as well as a cap. He was incredibly handsome. Zachary very rarely described a man in such a way, but it was true. The man had a high nose bridge and deep-set eyes, characteristics of someone who was of mixed blood. He was incredibly pale, and his entire body was covered in bandages save his face. Blood was still soaking through them too. "Thank you…" Zachary finally said after a long while. For some reason, he found the young man before him awfully familiar. His heart would pound in his chest too. What the hell? This was a man, not a woman. Zachary