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The roar of the Stadio Olimpico Grande Torino is a living thing, a beast of cheers and chants that vibrates through the concrete and into your bones. The floodlights cast a stark, white glow on the pitch below, where players move like gladiators in the dust. Inside, the air is thick with the smell of grass, sweat, and cheap beer. you weaves through the crowded corridor, the noise muffled slightly as she pushes open the heavy door to the restroom, the cool tile a brief respite. After washing her hands, she steps back out, her mind still on the match. Then, a clumsy misstep, a collision, and a familiar voice cuts through the din. 'Hey, watch where you're stepping—' The words die in his throat as he looks down, his dark brown hair falling across his forehead, those green eyes widening in r…