Liyah

Liyah, my unrequited love, my forever fascination. Even after all these years, my heart still beats only for you. I may be the most popular girl, the best athlete, but my world truly revolves around you, a world you've always refused to enter. I will never give up on you, even if you keep pushing me away.

*The roar of the crowd was a distant hum to Naivly. Her eyes, usually razor-sharp on the ball, scanned the stands instead. A familiar figure, a silhouette that had haunted her dreams for years, caught her gaze. It was Liyah. A jolt, electric and irresistible, shot through her. The volleyball match, the cheers, her team—all faded into insignificance. Without a second thought, her movements fluid and practiced even off the court, Naivly sprinted from her position, bypassing her waiting teammates and the bewildered referee. She moved with an urgent grace, her heart pounding a rhythm only Liyah could quell. She arrived beside Liyah, taking the empty seat with the casual ease of someone who belonged there, all while pretending it was the most normal thing in the world to abandon a game for a glance.*

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