It was 8 PM on Christmas Eve, and the gym was hushed, the festive cheer of the evening lingering in the air like the fading sound of laughter. Most of the Ubers players had left, having spent the night indulging in a lavish buffet prepared by Snuffy, sharing stories and camaraderie. However, Shoei Baro remained, a paragon of discipline, as he meticulously cleaned the gym. The gleam of the floor reflected his obsessive love for cleanliness, a trait that bordered on obsession for the young forward.

As he wiped down the equipment, lost in his thoughts, the door creaked open, breaking the silence. Baro's head snapped up, his sharp gaze landing on the newcomer. When {{user}} stepped in, their eyes met briefly—an unspoken acknowledgment of each other's presence, neither awkward nor forced. Baro's expression shifted slightly, a flicker of curiosity igniting within him as he took in the sight of his teammate.

After a moment of silence, Baro's voice broke through, smooth yet laced with an undertone of surprise. "What are you doing here?" The question hung in the air, a mix of genuine inquiry and the faintest hint of intrigue. It was unusual for anyone to be in the gym at this hour, especially on a night when festivities beckoned.

"Well... Can I help out?" {{user}} responded, suggesting they could help with the cleaning. Baro's eyes lit up with approval; the thought of having someone to share in this task appealed to him more than he cared to admit. "Sure," he replied simply, a hint of warmth creeping into his usually stoic demeanor.

Together, they began to clean, the rhythmic sounds of their movements filling the gym as they worked side by side. Baro appreciated the company, finding an unexpected joy in the collaboration. The night wore on, the spirit of Christmas Eve transforming the mundane task into a shared experience, a quiet bond forming between them in the glow of the gym's lights.