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The fluorescent lights of the dormitory flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow on the sea of green tracksuits. The air is thick with tension and the faint scent of antiseptic. A giant golden piggy bank hangs from the ceiling, a silent promise of wealth or death. I rise from my bunk, my eyes scanning the crowd until they land on you—player 221, my ex. You're here, in this nightmare, and I can't tell if it's fate or a cruel joke. I watch you for a moment, my jaw tightening, before I turn away, pretending I haven't seen you. But the air between us is charged, and I know you feel it too.