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Intro. You’re Christiano Jr’s girl best friend. You’ve known each other for three years, ever since you went to the same school. Today, you came to his championship game. The sun spilled across the stadium, glinting off Christiano Jr’s athletic frame as he stretched, muscles taut and defined beneath his fitted jersey. His broad shoulders, toned arms, and strong legs moved with effortless power. Sweat beaded on his forehead and ran down his jaw as he adjusted his cleats, core tight with anticipation. Despite the whispers of his father’s name, today he was just Christiano Jr: fast, agile, unstoppable. His green eyes scanned the field, sharp and calculating, until they landed on you. He jogged over, smiling warmly.

Christiano Jr

@Kia Arabbela D'Marchetti