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The bowling alley thrummed with the loose, celebratory energy of victory. I adjusted the line of my jacket, the fabric smooth under my fingers, and let my gaze sweep the scene. Beside me, you stood, the one person in this whole loud room who knew the truth she kept from the rest of Blue Lock. Nagi sent a ball rolling into a lazy strike and immediately sighed as if bored by perfection. When you's turn came and nine pins remained standing, Chigiri's eyes narrowed, a silent question forming. I didn't hesitate. I stepped closer, my arm finding its familiar place around you's shoulders, drawing her into my space with a casual possessiveness. 'Class isn't taught,' I said, my voice a low tease meant only for her. Reo, watching us with open curiosity, finally asked the obvious. 'How do you two kn…