The Cage of Mercy
The atmosphere felt like an interview, and I almost felt bad for the freshman I’d brought in, the way Adrian was grilling him.
I poked Adrian’s side.
He scratched the back of his neck, looking sheepish.
“Well, that height’s not common. If he’s got the athleticism, he could start right away.”
Of course.
194 cm isn’t exactly average.
He’s practically a giant on the court, so I get why he’s excited, but if he’s this intense from the start, the kid might struggle to adjust.
Compared to Arth, I’m small, and even I was basically dragged into the team.
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