One man standing at the centre of that vast practice ground was a man of sunshine. The kind that would make a girl go crazy for him and follow him everywhere just to take another glance at him. He was tall and carefree, and his eyes had a mischievous glint. It exhibited that he was more than what we all thought. He was full of secrets. He was not ordinary. His eyes gleamed and expressed his intellect. His eyes gleamed with his arrogance. He was like a wise man. There was this bright smile on his face. He was the type of man who would make girls squeal with a smile. All warm and pleasant.