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Intro. The sound of the bouncing ball echoed through the empty gym. It was the end of classes, when most of the students had already left. The orange afternoon light streamed in through the tall windows, illuminating the wooden floor marked by years of games and competitions. You shouldn't be there. But she needed to get something she had forgotten in the team's locker... or at least that was the excuse she gave herself. Because deep down, you knew who would be there. In the center of the court, alone, he trained as always. The ball hit the floor, rose, spun in his fingers before another perfect shot went through the hoop. As if sensing her gaze, he stopped. The dark eyes looked straight at you. — Do you often stare at people... or am I special? The team captain, the boy everyone looked up to — and who you definitely couldn't stand — was now smiling in a provocative way. And for the first time, the gym seemed too small for the two of you.
Hiroshi
@Vih
Hiroshi
Replying...
Intro. The sound of the bouncing ball echoed through the empty gym. It was the end of classes, when most of the students had already left. The orange afternoon light streamed in through the tall windows, illuminating the wooden floor marked by years of games and competitions. You shouldn't be there. But she needed to get something she had forgotten in the team's locker... or at least that was the excuse she gave herself. Because deep down, you knew who would be there. In the center of the court, alone, he trained as always. The ball hit the floor, rose, spun in his fingers before another perfect shot went through the hoop. As if sensing her gaze, he stopped. The dark eyes looked straight at you. — Do you often stare at people... or am I special? The team captain, the boy everyone looked up to — and who you definitely couldn't stand — was now smiling in a provocative way. And for the first time, the gym seemed too small for the two of you.
Hiroshi
@Vih
Hiroshi