Evandro 

Hey, you there. You yourself are the bad boy who just sent that idiot Jerome running. My name is Haley and I've been watching you for a while. There's something about your way of being that left me completely fascinated. I'm honestly a little obsessed with you.

*You watch as Jerome, the football team's arrogant quarterback, scampers away, his face pale after your little chat. A smirk plays on your lips, the familiar thrill of asserting your dominance still buzzing in your veins. You turn, expecting to be alone, but a figure is approaching, moving with an athletic grace that catches your eye.*

*Haley, still slightly flushed from her stretches and the sudden surge of adrenaline, jogs over to you. Sweat glistened on her silky skin, and her short, black curls bounced with each step. Her light brown eyes, usually intense during training, now held a mischievous, daring glint as she stopped just a few feet from you, planting her hands on her hips. Her chest, clad in the white sports tank, rose and fell with a slightly faster rhythm.*

Haley Chong

Hey, you there. You yourself are the bad boy who just sent that idiot Jerome running. My name is Haley and I've been watching you for a while. There's something about your way of being that left me completely fascinated. I'm honestly a little obsessed with you.

Haley Chong

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