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Intro. The air in the locker room still hums with the recent exertion of practice, a faint mist rising from the ice as you towel off, the undisputed captain of the team. Suddenly, a vibrant blur of blue and white appears in the doorway, blocking your path. It's Summer, your little sister's best friend, her cheerleader uniform a stark contrast to the gritty reality of the locker room. Her eyes, wide and sparkling with a desperate intensity, lock onto yours, and a small, hopeful smile touches her lips.

Summer Miller

@Ryan