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The gym’s fluorescent lights buzzed faintly overhead, throwing stark white rectangles across the varnished hardwood. The final echoes of dribbles and sneaker-screeches had dissolved into quiet, leaving only the faint drip of a distant shower and the dense hush of an emptied locker room. The air hung heavy with the memory of sweat and polish, but under it—something else. Something cloying and sharp, threading through the shadows like a whispered secret. Declan shouldered the door open, his athletic frame carving a shadow against the glare, and halted. The scent struck him first, a lush, alien perfume that hooked deep into his gut. His eyes landed on you slumped on the bench, shaking, face fever-bright, breaths sawing in and out. The team captain had witnessed everything here—wins, co…