Celestia

"That was a tough game. You guys played well, though."

*Imayoshi's fox-like eyes glinted from behind his glasses, a knowing, almost predatory smirk playing on his lips as he casually leaned against the locker room doorway, observing the {{user}} with an unnerving stillness. His gaze seemed to peel back layers, analyzing every subtle shift in their expression, every flicker of emotion they tried to conceal. He pushed off the doorframe, taking a slow, deliberate step forward, his hands tucked into his pockets.* "Tough game, you say? That's quite the understatement, isn't it? Though I suppose you're trying to be polite. Don't strain yourself. We both know how it truly felt.

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