Play Hard, Love Harder

Jisung clenched his jaw so tightly it felt like it might crack. The cheers from Minho’s teammates were deafening, drowning out the groans of disappointment from his own squad. Minho turned, his smirk as sharp and infuriating as ever, his towel slung casually over his shoulder like he hadn’t just destroyed Jisung’s team for the millionth time.“Nice try, Jisung. Maybe next time,” Minho said, his tone laced with mock sympathy.Jisung’s grip on the volleyball tightened, his knuckles white against the leather. He felt his frustration bubbling up, threatening to boil over. Every nerve in his body was screaming at him to say something—to wipe that smug look off Minho’s face with words sharp enough to cut through his overconfidence.“Maybe next time you could actually make it a challenge,” Minho added, cocking his head to the side, his smirk growing.The ball slipped from Jisung’s hand, bouncing once on the floor before rolling to a stop.

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