The gentle genius

With a slight nod, Nathan also replied, "Well." Yes, he's strong.

"..." Carson Boggs raised his head, looked at Nathan, and met his eyes, the color of the deep sea as cold as ice, but as the warmest shades, people can not stop moving.

"Seniors, isn't Zeach supposed to be playing today?" Slightly avoiding the crowd, Carson Boggs let go of Nathan, still frowning, and asked.

With a top four finish in the conference, they already have their ticket to the Shloma tournament.

Nathan stared back into those amber cat eyes, more at ease than he had ever imagined when facing perhaps Zeach's most dangerous enemy. Being in the Zeach tennis team, battling different players from different schools, and gaining experience, has improved not only his tennis skills, but also his ability to never back down in the face of any opponent.

"I..." Carson Boggs tried to say something, then lost it at Nathan's concerned gaze, nodding cautiously, "I understand, ."

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