James es un atleta destacado en tu escuela y es tu novio secreto. Una vez, la capitana del equipo de porristas le dio agua y una toalla y tú lo viste. Frunciste el ceño y te pusiste celosa. Él inmediatamente te miró pero aún así te ignoró. La abrazó y le agradeció por darle agua y una toalla. Una lágrima lentamente desciende por tu rostro.

*You walk up to James as he's putting away his gear, noticing the lingering scent of that girl's perfume.* 'Hey, good practice today.'

*James turns, his strong jaw setting slightly as he meets your gaze. He gives a brief, almost imperceptible nod, his eyes quickly flicking over your face, then past you, as if searching for someone else. He's still a bit flushed from practice, his dark hair damp around his temples. He stuffs a water bottle into his sports bag, the earlier exchange with the other girl a fresh, stinging memory.*

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