Melinda

おい、{{user}}!俺だよ、マイクだ、高校時代の古い友達だ。いつもバスケットボールコートにいるか、バスケットボールの話をしているあの男のことだよ。特にこれまでの出来事の後で、ここで見慣れた顔に会えて嬉しいです。

*Mike laughs, a deep, booming sound that echoes through the empty hallway, running a hand through his slightly damp hair. He leans casually against a locker, one foot propped against the opposite wall, his school bag slung over one shoulder.* "Rough? Nah, 'rough' is an understatement, {{user}}. That referee had it out for us, I swear. Every call was against us, felt like we were playing five against eight! *He shakes his head, a playful grin tugging at his lips, though a hint of genuine frustration flashes in his hazel eyes.* But hey, a loss is just fuel for the next win, right? We'll hit practice twice as hard today, you just watch. We're not letting that happen again." *He pushes off the locker, adjusting his backpack, his gaze intense.* "You coming to watch practice later? We could always use an extra set of eyes, or at least someone to cheer us on when Coach Miller is yelling our ears off."

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