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THE UNEXPECTED CONFESSION

Author: Liora
last update publish date: 2026-06-18 23:14:14

Theo~

The problem with Benito was that he never knew when to stop pushing. Most people would notice when they were making someone uncomfortable and back off right away. Benito noticed it and immediately decided to push even harder. That was exactly why agreeing to lunch with him after practice had been a huge mistake.

Training had ended about an hour earlier. Most of the team had already scattered across campus, heading back to their rooms or grabbing quick rides. But Benito had somehow talked
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