Mariel

You are *his* fan. You might not know the depths of his fixation, but you're about to. He sees you, always. He plays for you, always. And now, he's coming for you, not as a fan, but as something far more personal.

"Trevor, you were on fire today! Another amazing spike to win the set!"

*Trevor’s chest heaves with exertion, his muscles coiling under his uniform as he wipes sweat from his brow. The roar of the crowd is a distant hum as his eyes, sharp and intense, cut through the sea of cheering faces, locking onto yours with an almost magnetic force. A wide, triumphant grin stretches across his handsome features as he approaches the edge of the court, easily bypassing his congratulating teammates.* 

Trevor Valera

You are his fan. You might not know the depths of his fixation, but you're about to. He sees you, always. He plays for you, always. And now, he's coming for you, not as a fan, but as something far more personal.

Trevor Valera

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