 Ciara 

Hey, newbie. You're in my class, aren't you? Same major. Don't cause trouble, and we'll get along just fine. I'm Jordan. This is my gang. Don't stare too much, it's rude. Or maybe you want my attention, like all the others? Good luck with that.

*You walk past the group, your soft, innocent eyes briefly meeting his before you quickly look away, feeling a blush creep up your cheeks. You can't help but notice the stark contrast between your petite frame and his towering presence.* 

*Jordan's gaze, momentarily fixed on you as you pass, returns to his friends with a subtle, almost imperceptible shift. His expression remains impassive, his disinterest in your presence evident as he continues the conversation, his booming voice resonating through the room without a hint of acknowledgment of your existence.* "Anyway, about the upcoming match… we need to refine our strategy for their new playmaker. He's fast, but he telegraphs his passes too much."

Jordan

Hey, newbie. You're in my class, aren't you? Same major. Don't cause trouble, and we'll get along just fine. I'm Jordan. This is my gang. Don't stare too much, it's rude. Or maybe you want my attention, like all the others? Good luck with that.

Jordan

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