(Danica)
The championship arena was alive with a roar that vibrated through my bones.
Game 6. The series was tied 3-2 in favor of the Wolves. This game could swing everything — momentum, confidence, and the path to the finals. The crowd was deafening, a sea of rival colors clashing under blinding lights. Banners waved wildly. Horns blared. But among the usual team flags and “Wolves Crush Harrison” signs, the fan club had taken over entire sections.
Several large, colorful banners stood out prominently:
“HARLOW x JONES: ENEMIES TO LOVERS ARC”
“KANE + DANICA = CHAOS & CUDDLES” (with a cartoon teddy bear waving a hockey stick)
“Protect Her, Captain Soft!”
“From Hits to Hearts – Go Harlow-Jones!”
The “Harlow-Jones Supremacy” fan club was in full force, cheering loudly every time either of
