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THE echo of defeat lingered in the air as Lynn Loud Jr. sat slumped on the bench, her basketball jersey clinging to her damp skin.
The cheers of victory from the opposing team reverberated through the gymnasium, drowning out the disappointed murmurs of her teammates.
Lynn's gaze wandered to the bleachers, where a figure stood amidst the crowd, her expression impassive yet striking.
The girl wore the crisp uniform of the student council, her demeanor calm and composed as she observed the game with keen interest.
There was an aura of mystery surrounding her, a sense of quiet strength that piqued Lynn's curiosity.
Lynn's teammates noticed her distraction and exchanged knowing glances. Maria, her closest friend on the team, nudged her playfully. "Hey, Loud! You're not still thinking about that girl, are you?"
Lynn shook her head, trying to brush off her fascination. "No way. I was just... spacing out, that's all."
But Maria wasn't convinced. "Sure, sure. We all saw the way you were staring at her. You're totally smitten, Loud!"
The teasing continued as they made their way back to the locker room, with Lynn doing little to defend herself. Deep down, she couldn't deny the intrigue she felt towards the enigmatic girl.
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In the days that followed, Lynn found herself stealing glances whenever she could, observing the girl from afar as she went about her duties with quiet efficiency. There was something captivating about her, something that drew Lynn in despite her best efforts to resist.
One afternoon, as Lynn lingered near the entrance of the school, her gaze locked onto the figure of the student council girl making her way down the hallway.
Gathering her courage, Lynn approached her. "Hey," Lynn called out, her voice slightly shaky. "I'm Lynn. I... I noticed you at the basketball game the other day."
The girl did not look at her and walked ahead, ignoring Lynn's approach unintended. Lynn's heart sank at the lack of a try she bears and called for the unknown girl again, "I'm Lynn, from the basketball team-"
The student council girl did not respond and walked further to the hallway as Lynn only left dumbfounded about the kind of response the girl was giving her.
"What the...?"
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Lynn Loud Jr. slumped into her usual spot at the lunch table, a scowl etched across her face and her basketball bag slung over her shoulder. Her teammates, Maria, Sarah, and Margo, glanced up from their lunches, concern evident in their eyes.
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