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Benchwarmer
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Ongoing, First published Oct 28, 2024
Mature
Benchwarmer follows Kai Brooks, a perpetually overlooked high school sophomore who lives in the shadow of his older brother - star athlete, chronic heartbreaker, and apparently everyone's favorite person. When a new guy joins his brother's orbit, Kai finds himself caught between wanting something that was never supposed to be his and trying to hold onto the few relationships that make him feel seen.
It's a story about sibling rivalry, secret crushes, misplaced loyalty, and what happens when you finally step off the sidelines - even if it costs you everything.

(marked mature for explicit sexual context)
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