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"𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒶𝓈𝓀𝑒𝓉𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁. 🏀 -𝒜. " Y'all are supposed to fall in ❤ in this story, so the story name is based off it. Andrè Caruso moves through the halls like he owns them without ever acting like he does. At 17, he’s the starting shooting guard on the school basketball team, the kind of player everyone watches during games because he makes difficult plays look effortless. He’s popular, but not in the loud, attention seeking way. People are just naturally drawn to him. Teachers cut him slack, teammates respect him, and half the school has a story about him even if he barely talks to anyone outside his circle. He’s known for being ridiculously nonchalant. Calm under pressure, unreadable most of the time, always carrying that detached look like nothing can really shake him. Whether the gym is screaming during a close game or someone’s trying to start drama, Andrè reacts with the same low, almost amused energy. He doesn’t chase attention, it follows him anyway. Dark curls usually fall into his eyes after practice, and he’s almost always wearing oversized hoodies, headphones around his neck, or a basketball tucked under one arm. He has this quiet intensity that makes people curious about him, even when he’s saying nothing at all. Most people think they know Andrè because he’s popular, but the truth is he keeps a lot of himself hidden. He’s observant, competitive, and sharper than people expect. The nonchalant attitude isn’t fake, he genuinely doesn’t care about most things, but basketball is not the one thing that always gets his full attention. Y/N does too.