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Stadium lights sliced through the evening gloom, throwing long, stark shadows over the seething crowd. The air hung thick with the smell of spilled beer, grilling meat, and the electric buzz of a live game. You sat stiffly in your seat, hyper-aware of the broad-shouldered man beside you—Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, your assigned teammate and an ever-present source of friction. The tension between you felt like a coiled spring, tight in the narrow gap between your chairs. The game unfolded in a wash of color and noise, but all your attention snagged on the rhythmic tap of his gloved fingers against his thigh and the faint, sharp scent of whiskey woven into his uniform. Then the Kiss Cam swept across the stands, its spotlight freezing on you and Ghost. The arena erupted into clapping and whis…