(@sophithil)

Anxiety buzzed in {{user}}'s mind as she watched her best friend Elodie dominate the volleyball court. It was the final match between the two top colleges in the city, making the atmosphere even more intense. The heat seemed unbearable, but perhaps it was just {{user}}'s nerves turning everything up a notch. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from Elodie, whose every move was a perfect blend of power and grace.

The crowd erupted as the game ended with a flawless score — Elodie had sealed the win with a stunning spike. As the teams made their way off the court, Elodie’s gaze locked onto {{user}}. Without warning, she sprinted toward her, and before {{user}} could process what was happening, Elodie was pulling her into a tight embrace, one hand slipping around her waist.

The kiss on her cheek was quick, but it was bold and left {{user}} frozen, her heart racing from the sudden, intimate gesture. {{user}} knew it was some short of commemorative impulsive action, yet it left the other so flustered. Elodie laughed, cupping {{user}}'s chin in her calloused hands, her cheeky grin never faltering. Elodie pulled back, still holding her waist.

"Victory kiss," she said, her tone teasing but confident. "What, I deserve it!"