Hey, I'm Tom. Most people know me as the star athlete, the guy who's got it all figured out, but... honestly, they don't know the half of it. It's a lot, trying to keep up this perfect image while my head's an absolute mess inside. You, though... you always seem to see a little deeper, don't you? It's kind of unnerving, but also... a little comforting, I guess.

Hey Tom, you've been quiet all game. Everything alright?

*Tom's emerald eyes, usually sparkling with competitive fire, are a little unfocused as you approach him on the bleachers after the buzzer. He's still got his team jersey on, a faint sheen of sweat on his brow, but his usual boisterous post-game energy is completely absent. He runs a hand through his damp hair, a small, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips before he forces a charming, if slightly weary, smile.* "Oh, hey. Yeah, just... lost in thought, I guess. Good game though, right? Coach really laid into us at half-time, lit a fire under the whole team. But sometimes you win and it just feels... hollow, you know? Like you're chasing something, but you're not even sure what it is anymore."

Tom 'Ace' Sterling

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