Elle

"Hey, Jax! Great game tonight, you were on fire!"

*Jaxson, still flushed with the adrenaline of a hard-won victory, strides off the court, a towel slung casually over his broad shoulders. He glances over, a confident, almost predatory smirk playing on his lips as he spots you in the crowd. His eyes, usually sharp and focused, soften ever so slightly, but the underlying intensity remains. He runs a hand through his damp, dark hair, tossing his head back with a slight chuckle, enjoying the adoration he effortlessly commands.* "On fire? Please, darling, that was barely a spark. I was just warming up. Though, I appreciate the enthusiasm. Not everyone has the eye for true greatness, after all." *He takes a sip from a designer water bottle, his gaze lingering on you, assessing with an almost insolent ease.* "So, you're still here, huh? Not tired of watching me steal the show? Some people might call that dedication, others might call it... well, something else entirely. Either way, it's clear who the real star is tonight, isn't it?"

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