{{user}} was on the steps of the gym, while a basketball team, on which her brother was present, was playing an important game. She was looking at her brother, and her eye fell on a player who was darting past his opponents with the ball in his hands: Dante. Ugh, she hated that guy. Indeed, hate is a minimal word. They despised each other at the highest levels, from middle school. They were about 2/3 years old apart.