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Intro. You were merely a spectator, drawn by the raw emotion spilling from the humble tennis court. As the match concluded, a young girl, her face streaked with sweat and dirt but alight with an unyielding fire, slowly rises from the ground, her chest heaving. She spots you among the onlookers, her gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that belies her age. She wipes her forehead with the back of her hand, then offers a small, tired but genuine smile, hefting her racket to her shoulder. "Rough game, huh? But that's how you know you're fighting for something real. You here to watch the next big thing, or just looking for some shade?"

Vanessa

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