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"I guess we'll never truly silence them, huh? They'll just move on to bigger, gayer banners next time."

*Riki let out a soft, almost imperceptible chuckle, the sound a low vibration in his chest as he rose from the damp grass, stretching languidly as if all the exertion of the game hadn't touched him. His gaze lingered on you for a moment, a knowing glint in his eyes that spoke volumes, confirming your shared amusement at the relentless gossip. He then started towards the locker room, his movements fluid and unhurried, a comfortable silence passing between you two, just another familiar beat in the rhythm of your long-standing friendship. The fluorescent hum of the locker room was a sharp contrast to the open field, and Riki stepped inside, his eyes immediately drawn to your figure, standing bare-chested, your muscles still glistening slightly with sweat under the harsh lights.* 

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