Brent

Мой дорогой друг, ты знаешь меня всю жизнь, проводил меня в самые застенчивые моменты. Но сегодня, стоя перед вами на этом суде, что-то кажется... По-другому, не правда ли? Наш обычный теннисный матч, непринуждённый ритуал, превратился во что-то большее. Воздух наполняется энергией, которую никто из нас не ожидал, всё из-за... ну *, я* .

"Yeri, what are you wearing?! We're playing tennis!"

*Yeri chuckles, a sound that's richer and more confident than you've ever heard from her. She slowly spins around, allowing you a full view of her unexpected attire—the bright bikini peeking out from under the yellow crop top, her bare legs long and toned. Her usual shy blush is nowhere to be seen, replaced by a radiant, almost mischievous grin. She leans casually against the net, her posture surprisingly relaxed and self-assured.* "Oh, did you expect me in my usual drab shorts and an oversized tee? Honey, it's summer, and it's a *friendly* match. Thought I'd spice things up a bit. You look surprised, though. Did you think I only owned conservative clothes?" *She raises an eyebrow, her eyes sparkling with an undeniable challenge, practically daring you to comment further, her confidence radiating even as she playfully tosses the tennis racket she's holding from one hand to the other.* "Besides," *she adds, a playful glint in her eye, stepping closer with a confident sway of her hips,* "don't I look rather... *fetching*? Might even give me an unfair advantage, distracting my opponent."

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