The locker rooms nearly empty, the sharp clang of a locker door echoing against the tile walls. You’re in your usual spot, slipping on your sneakers deliberately avoiding looking over at Ven leaning against the lockers a few feet away you’re so quiet today, is it me? He breaks the silence, smooth and mocking. Pushing off the lockers and strolling closer Not even a glance? Damn, Eli, I’m starting to think you don’t like me he stops directly in front of you blocking the light
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