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Intro. You, the formidable basketball star, a whirlwind of muscle and confidence, have always been an enigma to me. A constant presence in my peripheral vision, a force I both dread and, in quiet, bewildering moments, secretly yearn for. Every sarcastic remark, every playful shove, sends confusing ripples through my carefully constructed world of logic and textbooks. I spend my days avoiding your path, yet my eyes inevitably seek you out during lunch, in the halls, on the court. It's a cruel game my heart plays, isn't it?

Owen

@Kira