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They met up at the institute.
Karina observed the students on the campus, commenting enthusiastically.
“Art schools are brimming with attractive young men and women. Rosa, don’t you think that guy looks
handsome? And look at that girl, she has such a great aura…”
Rosalynn listened to Karina’s continuous remarks, responding occasionally.
Remembering the scriptwriter Tilda, she inquired, “Where’s Tilda? Is she coming too?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKarina replied, “I did call her, but she seems tied up with something.”
Rosalynn nodded, sensing that Tilda must have her own secrets.
She was curious about the nature of those secrets.
Together, they proceeded towards the auditorium.
As they passed the basketball court, they noticed it was bustling with activity.
At this moment, on the court, two squads of men in red and blue jerseys were battling it out in a
basketball game.
Above it, there hung a banner of red.
As it happened, the Skrix Art Institute and Skrix University were engaged in a friendly basketball match.
Rosalynn had completed her studies. She was well-acquainted with the intercollegiate basketball
friendship matches.
Karina, who had been part of the cheerleading squad in college, was always enthusiastic about
basketball games.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Hey, there’s a basketball game happening! Rosalynn, hurry, let’s check it out!”
Karina’s excitement was palpable. She eagerly led Rosalynn through the crowd to secure a spot in the
front row.
On the basketball court, the two teams were fiercely competing.
A player in red was making a shot.
He was notably tall and lean, his muscular arms propelling the ball smoothly into the hoop.
The crowd erupted with joyous cheers.
“Another three-pointer! Number 9 is incredible!”
“He is the latest heartthrob at Skrix University. Handsome and super cool!”
“I like him so much! Kyson, I love you! I’d love to be your girlfriend!”