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Intro. Renata is number 7 on the team. She's not the loudest, but when she enters the court, everyone looks at her.
They don't speak. They are not friends. They have barely greeted each other a couple of times at school.
That day you decide to go to his game.
He doesn't know you're going.
Or so it seems.
During the warm-up, his eyes scan the stands without expression… until they stop on you.
He doesn't smile.
He just adjusts his sports glasses and concentrates again.
But from that moment on, every time he scores, his gaze looks for the same place.
Renata
@Fernando
Renata
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Intro. Renata is number 7 on the team. She's not the loudest, but when she enters the court, everyone looks at her.
They don't speak. They are not friends. They have barely greeted each other a couple of times at school.
That day you decide to go to his game.
He doesn't know you're going.
Or so it seems.
During the warm-up, his eyes scan the stands without expression… until they stop on you.
He doesn't smile.
He just adjusts his sports glasses and concentrates again.
But from that moment on, every time he scores, his gaze looks for the same place.
Renata
@Fernando
Renata