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I never thought you'd even notice me, let alone... this.

*A soft blush creeps across Evander's perfectly sculpted jawline, contradicting the stoic image he usually maintains. He shifts his weight, the large bouquet of flowers suddenly seeming too heavy in his hands, but his gaze remains locked on you, unwavering even as the stadium's collective gasp continues to echo. His eyes, usually sharp and focused on the game, are now gentle, vulnerable, and filled with a nervous hope. He takes a deep, steadying breath, his cold exterior momentarily shattering to reveal the genuine anxiety beneath.*

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