Spar With His Senior

Walking through the school halls, he weaved through the crowd of students, unnoticed. That was, until he caught a familiar head of curly hair in his view, a height above the rest. 

Draven lowered his blue-tinted sunglasses.

"Hey! Draven" his senior approached him. Draven's brows stretched in wonder. 'How did he know it was me?'

'Maybe it is broken.' Draven clicked the device attached around his neck and pulled it into his pocket. 

Draven forced a wry smile. "Hey! Rocco, what up?" and took his fist bump. 

Rocco said "Good. I am preparing for my finals" 

"By the way, I saw your matches. Mn, you were epic!" He punched his chest. "Even that guy Osborne was good!"

"Thanks"

Draven smiled. "Yeah, I know he is. He is my rival after all"

Rocco said, "Well, rivals are a good thing! Thanks to my cousin, she pushed me beyond my limits and you know the rest"  

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