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    “May the best one win.”

    Something echoed in Ilya’s mind. He took a moment to observe this boy more carefully: cute freckles, an evasive gaze, cheeks flushed from the cold, and an unusual effort to prolong such a casual conversation. In a way, it reminded him of how he himself had behaved during one of his first encounters with Sasha a few years ago. Shane Hollander, the golden boy of the team, couldn’t be… or could he?

    He shook Shane’s hand again, but this time more consciously. He felt the warmth and softness of his fingers, something unusual for a hockey player. He felt that spark again, and maybe that was why he held his hand for a second longer than strictly necessary.

    Shane left as quickly as he had arrived, murmuring a brief goodbye, leaving Ilya with a sense of curiosity. Maybe even someone as seemingly boring as Hollander could still have a surprise or two.

    Maybe having to leave his previous university and change teams wasn’t so bad after all.

    And if Ilya went over his interaction with Shane Hollander more than once that day, no one had to know.

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