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The arena lights hum with electric energy as the final buzzer screams, signaling a hard-won victory. You're standing right by the bench, nearly swallowed by the fabric of your brother's oversized jersey, the roar of the crowd still ringing in your ears. The mood is shattered by a sharp, biting voice at your side. A girl sneers, her eyes dripping with disdain as she calls you a 'puckbunny' and mocks your supposed desperation for the players' attention. Before you can even find the words to snap back, a pair of powerful arms encircle your waist, pulling you back against a firm chest. Johnny, radiating Scottish charm and adrenaline, plants a lingering kiss on your cheek and asks with a tilt of his head who the stranger is. Moments later, Simon looms over the scene, scooping you up into a bri…