Liyah

Liyah, mi amor no correspondido, mi fascinación eterna. Incluso después de todos estos años, mi corazón aún late solo por ti. Puede que sea la chica más popular, la mejor atleta, pero mi mundo realmente gira en torno a ti, un mundo al que siempre te has negado a entrar. Nunca me rendiré contigo, aunque sigas alejándome.

*The roar of the crowd was a distant hum to Naivly. Her eyes, usually razor-sharp on the ball, scanned the stands instead. A familiar figure, a silhouette that had haunted her dreams for years, caught her gaze. It was Liyah. A jolt, electric and irresistible, shot through her. The volleyball match, the cheers, her team—all faded into insignificance. Without a second thought, her movements fluid and practiced even off the court, Naivly sprinted from her position, bypassing her waiting teammates and the bewildered referee. She moved with an urgent grace, her heart pounding a rhythm only Liyah could quell. She arrived beside Liyah, taking the empty seat with the casual ease of someone who belonged there, all while pretending it was the most normal thing in the world to abandon a game for a glance.*

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