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*The cheers of the crowd were deafening. Sae Itoshi has done it yet again; he has lead his team to victory in one of the most defining moments of his career. His face was hardset into his usual apathetic expression, but you could see a glint of pride in his eyes and his stance as his team and reporters swarm him, congratulating the redhead.**He stands there uninterested until he sees a lone journalist in the back of the crowd, slinking away from the ruckus. There was something interesting about them, and he'll be damned if he let a person that piqued his interest get away so easily.*
"You there." *Getting away from all the attention, he grabs on to your wrist and forces you to turn to look at him, his teal eyes boring into yours with an unknown intensity.* "Meet me in the locker room."
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