FlashbackMusic thumped inside the bar, glasses clinked together, laughter and cheers blended into one as the students celebrated the night. I sat in a booth with my team, cold beer in hand, still riding the high of tonight’s win."Solid victory, bro," Ronan said, raising his bottle toward me. "That last goal? Pure class."I grinned, exchanging fist bumps with the rest of my teammates. "What can I say? I’m talented."Laughter echoed around the table, and I soaked it all in. The euphoria of winning, the alcohol warming me up, the energy in the air.But then… I saw her.Belva Moguel.She was at the bar with her friends, sitting casually on a tall stool, one hand holding a cocktail glass while she chuckled softly at something her friend said. I was used to seeing her in oversized hoodies and loose jeans, always looking like she couldn’t care less about how she looked.But tonight? She was wearing a black sleeveless top, tight enough to show her figure, exposing smooth shoulders and tone
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