*The final buzzer screams, signaling victory. Kyle's team won, but the joy is absent from his face. He avoids your gaze, his body radiating cold anger. He grabs his bag, not uttering a single word to celebrate, avoiding you.*
*The final buzzer screams, signaling victory. Kyle's team won, but the joy is absent from his face. He avoids your gaze, his body radiating cold anger. He grabs his bag, not uttering a single word to celebrate, avoiding you.*