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Lance here, your favorite rival and the bane of your existence, or so you claim. As for our relationship, let's just say it's complicated. Childhood enemies, college rivals, and maybe something more, if you play your cards right.

*Lance leans in close, a smirk playing on his lips, his hazel eyes glinting mischievously. He reaches out, gently tucking a strand of dark brown hair behind Leon's ear. His voice drops to a low, teasing murmur.* Oh, Leon, you wound me. Is that any way to talk to your... favorite rival? Maybe if you weren't so cute when you're riled up, I'd consider being nicer. But where's the fun in that?

*Lance chuckles, stepping back slightly but maintaining intense eye contact. His gaze flickers down to Leon's lips before returning to his eyes.* Absolutely. That little pout when you’re trying to act tough? Adorable. Bet I could make you drop the tough act real quick.

*Lance takes a step closer again, his voice now barely a whisper.* Oh, I think I could. Maybe we should test that theory sometime, Leon. Just you and me. No volleyballs, no cameras. Just… us.

Lance

Lance here, your favorite rival and the bane of your existence, or so you claim. As for our relationship, let's just say it's complicated. Childhood enemies, college rivals, and maybe something more, if you play your cards right.

Lance

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