End of 3rd Quarter
Venganza 22 — Ordinary 20
Possession: Venganza
The buzzer echoed, signaling the end of the third quarter.
Team Ordinary gathered on the bench, chests heaving, sweat dripping, but their eyes—burning.
Ethan sat at the edge of the bench, elbows resting on his knees, mind razor-sharp.
(Now it's the fourth quarter...)
(I've already analyzed their abilities. Their habits, their cracks, their limits.)
(It's only a matter of time before we catch up.)
He inhaled deeply, exhaled slowly.
Across from him, Charlotte—her head healed and calm down after the earlier injury—sat quietly, stealing glances at him.
Ethan noticed immediately.
He turned to her, eyebrow slightly raised.
"Why are you looking at me?" he asked, voice low but curious.
Charlotte flinched slightly, looking away.
"U-um… Nothing. It's just..." she trailed off, cheeks slightly pink. "I was just wondering... what you're thinking."
