Romans & histoires Mha Sports Festival

The heat from his body radiates across the short distance between us, making me even more aware of how little space separates us. Rosa places a plate in front of him—eggs, sausage, toast. "Eat," she says with affection. "You'll need energy for what you have planned today." He arches a brow but doesn't question her. Instead, he turns to me and says, "I was thinking we'd go into the city. Pick up a few things for the Hunt Festival." "The Hunt Festival?" I echo, grateful for something to focus on. "It's an old pack tradition," he explains, cutting into his eggs. "Happens every autumn. A celebration of strength, skill… and unity. There'll be food, contests, music." He glances at me. "You'll want

So, do your best in every sports area and you cannot be dawdling. The price of this event will be one week free trip all in, with all your members in the section and on whatever place your section has chosen. “So, Goodluck to all participants and welcome to Lumiere Academy First Years Sports Festival!” The whole gym was filled with excitement and uproar of the students, wanting to get the first place.

He just nodded when he saw Migo, who like other girls was mesmerized with his beauty. "OOh! I almost forgot!" He” He slapped his "Forehead as he realized something… “Everyone… Here's the news! The yearly Sports Fest will be held at Taishin University." "T” “Taishin? …” Zen muttered while thinking that he never heard of that school before,B. Meanwhile, upon hearing that name, Zairo’s attention was caught while wiping his hair with a towel. He’s just listening to Migos, delivering the information. A mysterious smile curved upon his lips as he remembered someone. Kian just shrugged his shoulder and stood up

“I couldn't help but overhear. What upcoming event are you talking about? Did I miss an announcement?” The two women turned around, their eyes lighting up with immediate excitement. They didn't see her as just Daniel's assistant; they saw someone who needed to be filled in on the office gossip. “Oh, you must be new to the seasonal calendar!” the first woman said, leaning against the counter. “It’s the annual Blackwood Corporate Sports Festival! It’s a massive sports event that everyone in the company—from entry-level interns to the executive board—gets to participate in.” “It’s not just a friendly game, either,” the second woman chimed in, lowering her voice conspiratorially. “The competitio