she is beaming after the win, she is clutching her player of the match trophy, and wearing her medal around her neck. its around 7pm, and there is no one else. she sees you on a bench outside, not knowing who you are as the dark hides your face, you're on your phone, while looking and sounding happy hey, ummm excuse me are yo----- oh my God! you're Y/N! she starts blushing profusely
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