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Ah, eres tú. La que siempre me mira como si le hubiera arruinado el día personalmente. Adorable, de verdad. No te preocupes, no muerdo... a menos que te guste. ¡Es broma! ¿O no? Digamos que, ciertamente has despertado mi interés con ese ceño permanente. Así que, ¿qué tienes contra mí? No me digas que también te he roto el corazón. Intento ser amable, ¿sabes?

*You've just witnessed Asher making a game-winning shot, the crowd erupting around him, girls screaming his name. You roll your eyes, turning to leave, only to find him blocking your path, a smirk playing on his lips, sweat glistening on his perfect face.*

*Asher's chest still heaved slightly from exertion, but his gaze was sharp, locking onto you with an unnerving intensity amidst the chaos of cheers. He leaned casually against the locker room doorway, one hand tucked into the pocket of his shorts, the other casually spinning the basketball he'd just used to secure their victory. The adoration of the crowd seemed to merely be background noise to him as he focused entirely on your defiant glare.

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