It had been a month since the incident with David and things were beginning to return to normal. It was now early spring and the middle school basketball seasonal playoffs were well underway.

The basketball court was filled with the sound of sneakers squeaking on the polished wooden floor as Kristine dribbled a basketball across the court.

Besides being a music tutor, Kristine also played on the girls' basketball team. She didn't want to let the skills she had gained from the Love and Hatred system go to waste.

Her basketball jersey and shorts hung loosely on her toned body, with the number 9 on the back. Kris had chosen to wear the number 9 jersey, not wanting to steal someone else's number. It was the only single-digit number available and she was a good girl after all.

Kristine sprinted down the court and she couldn't help but beam with happiness. Her photogenic smile was plastered on her face the entire time. She loved being the center of attention. She had used her Love Points to enhance her physical features. It showed in her toned body and long, slender legs.

The spectators couldn't help but stare as she moved across the court, her grace and agility captivating them. They ogled her as her white, slender legs peeked out from below her basketball shorts. She could feel their eyes glued on her, with unclean thoughts in their heads. It was a little uncomfortable, but she had gotten used to it. She shrugged it off, focusing on the game at hand. The game had already entered its last quarter.

As Kris rushed down the court, she could hear the members of the opposing teams yell as she approached them.

“Shut her down!”

“Stay with her!”

“Stop her!”

“Number 9!”

After Kris heard their shouts, she tried to push all the distracting thoughts to the back of her mind. She had a game to play, and she couldn't afford to be distracted.

Her defender, a brutish girl named Jessica knew she had to be on her A-Game and not let up even a little. It would be foolish to underestimate Kristine Williams. Kristine and her brother were the infamous wonder twins. They were well-known in the junior basketball circuit for their basketball skills and their equally good looks.

Suddenly, Kris began a throwing motion. Jessica leaped high to block but saw that Kris was still on the ground, grinning mischievously. It was a pump fake.

Jessica dropped back down and tried to get her footing again only to see Kris jumping away from her direction in a textbook fadeaway. She couldn't help but admire Kris' perfect shooting motion mid-air. She was truly a basketball prodigy.

As Kristine was landing, her toned stomach peeked out from under her jersey, causing a few of the boys in the spectator stands to lean forward for a closer look. It caused a bunch of Love Points notifications to appear at the edge of her vision.

"230 Love Points from .."

"268 Love Points from.."

"Kristine Williams scores another basket and it’s a three-pointer!" the announcer called out as the ball swooshed through the hoop.

The crowd erupted in cheers as the scoreboard updated with Kristine’s three-pointer. Even though it was an away game, many members of her fan club could be seen in the spectator's stands shouting her name.

Kristine's grin grew wider as she jogged back down the court, relishing in the adoration of the crowd. Another flurry of notifications popped up as she high-fived her teammates.

224 Hatred Points from Jessica Lorenzo

345 Hatred Points from ...

Kristine was well aware of where the Hatred Points were coming from. Whenever she played basketball, other girls couldn't help but feel envious of her beauty and her basketball talents. They couldn't help but compare themselves to her and they felt inadequate in her presence. Some of the girls even felt attracted to Kristine, their hatred for her mixed with a strange admiration. Their names would show up in both notifications for Hatred Points and Love Points.

She happily received a mix of both Hatred and Love points from the girls around her. She found it more satisfying when she received a mix of both as it also meant her brother Christopher wouldn't be as desperate for Hatred Points.

A minute later, Kristine scored the final buzzer-beater for her team with a smooth jump shot. The crowd erupted in cheers as the final whistle blew, signifying the end of the game.

Kristine's teammates pounced and hugged her. They were going to the semifinals all thanks to her skills and leadership. Kristine was the best team captain anyone could ask for.

The seniors on the team were more reserved. They were in the same year as Kristine and she had already helped them earn two championships in their first and second years of middle school. They knew they were on their way to a third straight championship title.

"Alright, break it up and get to the lockers, girls," Coach Maison called out with a smile. She was also happy that her team had made it to the playoffs again for the third time. The school was really fortunate to have Kristine on its basketball team.

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The coach recalled when this petite girl had amazed everyone during her basketball tryouts. She was shocked to learn later that Kristine was a famous pianist, known by many musicians as the "Mozart of the new era," and yet she also wanted to play basketball.

The group hug ended and Kristine walked off the court, her sweat-drenched body only made her look more beautiful. Strands of messy blonde hair clung to her forehead, and her flushed cheeks made her look more attractive than ever. The boys couldn't avert their eyes, their gazes fixed on Kristine as she walked back to the lockers.

Kristine smiled as the Love Points notifications that filled her vision came in faster and faster by the minute.

**

Kristine stepped into the locker room where her teammates were in the midst of undressing, she took a deep breath. As someone who had reincarnated and was a male in her past life, she still wasn't used to undressing in front of other females. Her servants were a different story, as they had taken care of her since she was an infant. As she began undressing, she heard someone ask her a question.

"Kris," Rebecca Johnson, the team's power forward and one of the seniors, called out. With her height of six feet at the age of 14 and dreads, she didn't look her age at all. "Isn't your brother's playoff game starting in two hours?"

"Yeah, I got to head back to school after this," Kristine replied. They were currently playing as the away team, and her brother's game was taking place at their middle school as the home team. She would have to leave as soon as possible to catch the game.

"So what are you waiting for? No more waiting to shower after the rest of the team," Rebecca demanded. Kristine had always insisted on scheduling her shower after everyone finished theirs. And the team had always accepted it, thinking she might be shy.

Rebecca had never showered with Kristine in the past three years, but she wanted to at least once before she graduated. There was a slight sense of curiosity about Kristine's naked appearance, but it was more than that. Rebecca wanted to get closer to her. She noticed Kristine always kept a distance from everyone else on the team.

The rest of the teammates noticed the conversation between the two and looked at Kristine, waiting for her reply. Many of them had also wanted to shower together with Kristine, for reasons of their own. But now, with Rebecca bringing it up, the possibility of it happening was closer than ever. It would be a dream come true, a team bonding shower with Kristine, at least before they graduated.

"Alright, fine. Just this one time." Kristine reluctantly agreed. She knew it was ridiculous to wait for everyone to finish showering when she had Christopher's game to catch.

Rebecca let out a victorious hop and wrapped her arms around Kristine, "Yes! Let's go!" she exclaimed, jumping with excitement.

Everyone else was shocked that Kristine had agreed. They had dreamed of this moment before but never thought it was actually happening.

Rebecca pulled Kristine towards the shower area, "Come, let us start our team bonding shower." Kristine did not resist. She felt slightly uncomfortable but did not want to ruin the moment.

Once inside the shower area, everyone turned on the water and it sprayed out from the showerhead. Kristine's teammates couldn't help but stare at her body. They had seen her in her lingerie before but never completely naked. Kristine's pristine white skin did not suit an athlete like her, and she looked more vulnerable than ever. It almost felt taboo.

Kristine could feel the many eyes on her and tried her best to act normal. She focused her attention on herself and began washing her hair with shampoo. A moment later, she stepped under the hot spray of water to wash away the shampoo.

Hot water flowed over her toned body, washing the suds down her body, as she looked down at her breasts and smiled. They were a B-cup, just the right size for her athlete frame.

As someone with a past life as a male, Kristine was grateful that they were not any larger. Her teammates would always complain about how theirs got in their way. She touched and massaged them to feel their size and weight. They were firm and round as well, which made them very attractive. Despite being reborn as a girl, she was grateful to be given a body with such good genetics.

Suddenly, she felt like someone was watching her closer than ever. She looked up to see Rebecca blushing, her mouth hung open in shock at the sight of her action. Then she became more embarrassed as she realized that everyone was looking at her with a blush on their face and not just Rebecca. Kristine had forgotten that she wasn't showering alone today. She froze for a moment, her face flushing red, before turning around.

Her teammates could only see the back of her head, but her ears were bright red. Everyone who saw her blushing face just now tried their best to commit it to memory forever. They felt envious of whoever their future lover would be, as that person would be able to see that adorable, embarrassed look every day.

Kristine quickly finished her shower, her movements slightly more robotic due to her embarrassment. As she walked towards the bathroom mirror, she was dismissing all the Love Point notifications that appeared.

999 Love Points from Jessica Lorenzo

649 Love Points from ...

The other girls also peeked out of the shower area to admire Kristine's beauty as she dried her hair. Locks of her blonde hair were shining brilliantly in the bathroom lights as they danced from the warmed air coming out of the blow dryer she was holding. Her teammates couldn't help but stare at her, taking in her striking features. The way her golden hair cascaded down her shoulders, and the way her body was toned from her athletic pursuits were.

Kristine, couldn't help but feel more embarrassed than ever. She quickly dried herself and put on her school blouse, skirt, and sports jacket. She was eager to leave the locker room as quickly as possible.

Before she left the locker room, she heard one of her teammates say, "Wait, you're still soaked-" But she ignored the comment and hurried out of the locker room. She took a deep breath and tried to recompose herself once she was outside.

Kristine's clothes were damp against her skin since she didn't dry off properly. The spring breeze made her shiver, but she rubbed her arms to warm herself up.

After calling and waiting for another 5 minutes, the family driver Mr. Daniels picked her up. Her driver noticed her still wet hair and her tiny hands still covering her face in embarrassment. He asked, "Miss, are you alright?"

"Yeah... I'm okay..." replied Kristine, still trying to cover her red blushing face. She pushed the shower incident back of her mind and focused on getting back to school in time for Christopher's basketball playoffs.