By day, one is the misfit student, a bad boy with a penchant for rebellion who drives his professors to the brink. By night, he's a high-octane adrenaline junkie, living for the thrill of the race and the freedom it affords him. His disdain for rule...
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The thrill of the race still lingered in the air as Gemini returned to the audience section, having changed out of his racing suit and into his comfortable casual attire—a simple, well-worn t-shirt and jeans.
The cool evening breeze felt refreshing against his skin, but it did little to calm the lingering rush from the race.
As Gemini approached the group, Fourth's eyes lit up with a fervent energy. Fourth practically leapt from his seat, a wide, excited grin spreading across his face.
He was nearly bouncing on the balls of his feet as he rushed to greet Gemini.
Phi Gemini ! That was incredible ! Fourth exclaimed, his voice barely containing his enthusiasm. You were absolutely amazing out there ! The way you handled that curve—just wow ! And the speed, I've never seen anything like it !
Gemini, still slightly out of breath and flushed from the race, felt a wave of warmth at Fourth's excited words.
He tried to respond, but his mind was still racing to catch up with the evening's excitement. Instead, he offered a broad, almost goofy smile, his eyes sparkling with appreciation.
Seriously, you looked so cool in that gear. Fourth continued, practically glowing with admiration. It's like you were born to race. I was on the edge of my seat the entire time! You made it look effortless.
Gemini's cheeks flushed with pleasure. He could barely keep up with Fourth's rapid-fire compliments, each one making him feel more elated.
He nodded enthusiastically, his expression one of complete adoration and happiness.
Thanks. was all Gemini managed to say, his voice breathless but sincere. The rest of his words seemed to be stuck in his throat, unable to keep pace with the torrent of praise he was receiving.
Fourth, caught up in his own excitement, didn't notice the slight awkwardness in Gemini's reaction.
He continued to rave about the race, his hands gesturing animatedly as he spoke. You made the entire event look like a breeze. I can't believe how amazing you were. I've never seen anything like it !
As Fourth spoke, his animated expressions and rapid speech made Gemini's smile widen even more.
He was clearly enjoying every bit of praise, his eyes glued to Fourth as though he were soaking up every word.
However, as the seconds ticked by and Fourth's words continued to flow, he began to notice a shift.
He glanced at Gemini's face more closely and realized that his own enthusiastic praise had left Gemini looking somewhat dazed, his happiness tinged with a hint of awkwardness.
Fourth paused mid-sentence, his expression shifting from exuberant to thoughtful.
He seemed to suddenly become aware of his own excitement and how it might have been overwhelming. The rush of his initial enthusiasm gave way to a softer, more reflective mood.
