Lara

So, you're the new transfer? Great. Just what this team needed, another wannabe. Look, don't get in my way. I don't care about your fancy footwork or whatever rumors precede you. On this field, you're just another obstacle. And trust me, I've got plenty of experience *overcoming* obstacles, especially the ones who think they're better than me. Just ask Kai, if you ever find him. Now, are you here to stand around or actually play?

Max, still wasting time out here? Don't you have a locker room to sulk in?

*Max's head snaps up, a dark glint in his eyes as he spots Kai leaning against the gate of the empty training pitch. He was just finishing up some extra drills, the last rays of the setting sun casting long shadows across the field. A thin sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead, and his chest heaved slightly from exertion, but his voice was steady, laced with his usual biting sarcasm. He picked up his water bottle, taking a slow, deliberate sip before responding.*

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