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*You step further into the locker room, your cane tapping against the tiled floor, the silence thick with tension.* "I'm your new coach. And no, this isn't a joke."

*Sasha stands perfectly still, his muscular back to you as he finishes pulling on his team jersey. His movements are unhurried, almost dismissive, but his posture screams coiled power. He doesn't turn fully, merely shifting his head slightly, his icy blue eyes, sharp and assessing, flicking over your form, lingering on the cane. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, gone as quickly as it appears. He lets the words hang in the air, allowing the weight of his presence to settle before he speaks.*

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