Chapter 6: White Shirt Memories

True true, as I dey watch youth and second team tryouts today, the WhatsApp gist no even stop.

Dem dey show live as Seyi Akanji and Rukayat Yusuf go cinema.

Seyi Akanji don lie say e dey meet old classmate. I know the truth but I no even bother to talk.

[The main babe pink and blue princess dress too sweet, she be like strawberry cake!]

[Seyi Akanji for white shirt beside am—dem too match. Make dem hurry date abeg, I wan see fire!]

White shirt…

As I open chips, my hand just pause.

I remember, back for second year for gaming club, first time I jam Seyi Akanji, na white shirt e wear, white shirt don soak for sweat, but e still dey play like say na nothing. Dey back of class dey play as Mulan.

Crowd full am, dey shout as e dey do mad combos.

"President, president! We don get pro-level fresh guy! Now we fit face UniJos!"

All their ginger bring me back.

As I nod, victory sound just ring. Seyi Akanji look me, smile shy, e ear red.

Maybe na that day e enter my mind deep.

I remember say after match, we all go Mama Chidinma spot, chop puff-puff and ice-cold Fanta, dey gist as generator dey hum for background. Seyi no too talk that day, but him smile just dey my mind.