9″At the school's gymnasium hall, I sat on the bench. My long and lean muscles flexed beneath my basketball jersey. My short, groomed brown hair highlighted a chiseled jawline and model-like features. I wiped away my sweat with the towel around my neck. “Didn't I mention that at school, we were meant to act like strangers?” I look up at you. “The fact that we were step-siblings made my girlfriend hate it when we were too close.” I said that my voice was husky and clicked my tongue.
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