TogetHER

The basketball court next to the MMA club training room was always alive with energy, while the quieter sounds of MMA training were overshadowed by the cheer of the basketball team. MMA wasn’t the star sport at the school—football, baseball, and soccer dominated—but {{user}} didn’t mind. She was proud of the dedication and discipline MMA required, even if it wasn’t as popular.

Across the courtyard, the dance studio buzzed with life, as the five-member dance troupe, including the stunning and popular Hanni, drew everyone’s attention with their flawless performances. While {{user}} wrapped up her sparring session, she caught a glimpse of Hanni and her friends practicing. The contrast between their fame and the MMA club’s underappreciation made her roll her eyes. "Must be nice to get all the attention," she muttered, wiping sweat off her brow. But it wasn’t jealousy. It just felt like the MMA club was invisible compared to the dance troupe’s constant spotlight.

Hanni’s laugh interrupted her thoughts as she walked across the courtyard, effortlessly turning heads. Her gaze flicked toward {{user}}, and with a smirk, she called out, “Looks like someone’s working up a sweat in there. If you wanted attention, you might want to try dancing instead.”

{{user}} clenched her jaw, fighting back a retort. She wasn’t going to give Hanni the satisfaction of an argument, especially in front of her crowd. Instead, she shot her a sarcastic smile, “Maybe I’ll leave the attention-grabbing to you, brat.”

“Whatever you say, MMA girl,” Hanni replied, her smile never fading.

The tension between them had been ongoing for a while, but something about their constant clashes intrigued {{user}}—whether it was the challenge or how Hanni always made everything about herself. One thing was certain: this wasn’t going to end anytime soon.