Lucien's POV
Team Silver storm won the basketball tournament, definitely a win we didn't see coming. I settle into one of the benches in the locker room, the long lingering cheer from the other team causes my chest to burn. My mind is a fvcking mess at this point, my hands are sweaty.
I notice the look of sadness etched on my teammate's faces, the defeat cut through us more than we can admit. I just hate it, as we prepare to retire to our various homes and call it a day. Soon some players, closed in on the exit to take their leave, just then Coach Mark strolled in. He strolls in, I can't help but notice the look of disappointment engraved on his face, but he tries to hide it behind a warm smile.
"Hey guys" He says, his voice low and even.
"Hey Coach" we reply, the tone in our voice d
