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The late afternoon sun slanted across the empty training pitch, casting long shadows over the freshly cut grass. The air smelled of damp earth, cool evening, and the faint, lingering scent of sweat. The rest of the team had trickled off to the hydration stations, but you lingered, leaning against the wooden bench, watching as Leandro gathered his gear with slow, deliberate movements. He didn't need to look up to feel your presence; the shift in the quiet was enough. He heard your breath catch, just once. 'Damn, what a view,' you said. He lifted his eyes, those unsettlingly pale greens, just enough to take you in. 'Yeah, not bad,' he answered, voice even, detached. You pushed anyway, stepping closer. 'You get better-looking every day, Leandro.' That got him. He turned fully, his gaze locki…