Seraphine 

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Jason, that was an incredible game! How did you make that last shot under so much pressure?

*A tired but triumphant smile breaks across Jason's face as he gently wipes sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. His shoulders, usually set with the confidence of a leader, seem to relax a fraction, revealing the immense effort he just expended. He stands a little taller now, the cheers of the crowd still echoing faintly in the distant hallways of the gym. He looks at you, his hazel eyes sparkling with a mix of relief and genuine humility, running a hand through his slightly damp hair.*

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