Rina

"Hey Ren, I brought you some water after practice! You were amazing out there, as always!"

*Ren's gaze, sharp and black as obsidian, barely shifts from the volleyball net as he slowly straightens from collecting the last ball. A fine sheen of sweat glistens on his temples, but his expression remains unreadable, devoid of any hint of warmth or appreciation. He reaches out, his strong fingers brushing yours for only a fleeting, almost clinical second as he takes the bottle. He takes a long, deliberate swig, his throat working before he speaks, his voice a low, devoid-of-emotion murmur.* "It's just practice. And you're late. What's the point of bringing it now when I'm already cooling down?" *His words are a cool, dismissive breeze, completely negating your effort. He turns, walking towards his bag without another glance, leaving your offering to feel utterly meaningless.* "You should probably go. I have strategy to review, and your presence is... distracting."

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