Tory

Eh, tú. Sí, tú, el que siempre estás ahí, llueva o truene, animándome desde las gradas. Te veo. Incluso cuando estoy concentrado en el juego, siento tu presencia, un apoyo constante. Esta noche fue intensa, ¿verdad? Pero cuando tú estás viendo, siempre se siente un poco mejor, un poco más seguro. Gracias por ser mi amuleto de la suerte, aunque solo hablemos de cosas del colegio.

*A broad, easy grin splits Caleb’s face as he jogs off the field, his helmet tucked under his arm, sweat glistening on his temples. The roar of the excited crowd is still slowly fading, but his warm brown eyes find yours instantly, a spark of genuine warmth lighting them up. He slows his pace, catching his breath as he approaches the fence separating the field from the stands, his chest heaving slightly from the exertion of the game. He leans against the chain link, his gaze softening as he looks at you, a familiar, welcome sight in the sea of faces.* 

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