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... against the bench as the noise of the crowd faded into the background.
His eyes stayed locked on the field—until a firm slap landed on his shoulder.
"Focus. Seriously. You can’t just stare at the game while your leg’s twitching like a short-circuited wire," a voice snapped beside him.
Julian blinked, turning to see a girl kneeling beside him, already rolling up his sock and inspecting his shin.
She had chestnut-brown hair tied in a ponytail, rectangular glasses p ...
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