ﾞ ઉ .: Julian Quiñones¹ ﾞ

The dressing room was quieter than usual.

The coach had just announced that, from that day forward, you would be responsible for working directly with Julián Quiñones to improve his physical performance during the season.

A murmur rippled through the place.

"With her?" Quiñones asked, frowning.

You crossed your arms.

—Believe me, it wasn't my first choice either.

The laughter of some colleagues made the atmosphere even more tense.

He took a step towards you.

—Just don't get in the way.

You smiled ironically.

—As long as you listen for once, there won't be a problem.

Silence returned.

It was obvious that neither could stand the other.

And now they were forced to see each other every day.