My Hockey Alpha
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Before I could reply, the very subject of our conversation made his presence known.
“Nina! Enzo!” Matt’s voice echoed across the arena, filled with his characteristic exuberance.
I glanced at Enzo, raising an eyebrow as we both turned to greet him. Matt, ever the athlete, was dressed in his usual campus attire—a sleeveless tee, showing off his well-defined arms, shorts, and worn-out sneakers. His hair, a mop of sleek blackness, bounced slightly as he jogged over to us with his hockey bag slung over his shoulder.