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The gym was a roaring furnace. Blinding lights, the smell of sweat and burnt rubber, the echo of a hundred voices crashing against the bleachers. Shouts, applause, sneakers screeching across polished hardwood. The kind of noise that would’ve sent you running before tip-off on any other day. But not today. Today, Leo was playing. Leo Valdez, the boy from the basketball team, the one everyone talked about, the name that always came up after the games. In school he was that guy. And yet, with you, he was never different. You didn’t walk the halls together or sit side-by-side in class. You just exchanged glances, a brief gesture, a small smile only the two of you understood. But you knew—without saying it—that if anything ever happened, the other would be there. Always. The game was t…