"What’s going on with LA?"
Dillon’s classmate leaned in, frowning as they watched the game unfold. "He hasn’t been the same since that block."
And they weren’t the only ones who noticed.
LA had completely lost his focus—even after halftime.
It was the first time anyone had seen him like this. He was physically on the court, but mentally? He was somewhere else entirely. Everyone had expected him to recover after the break, yet somehow, he was even worse.
Dillon’s gaze flickered toward him, noticing the way LA kept glancing at their section—like he was searching for someone.
And he wasn’t the only one paying attention. Chloe had caught it too.
"Where’s Ate Elle?" Chloe asked, voice low.
Dillon sighed. "She wasn’t feeling well. She went home."
Chloe’s brows knitted together. "Is she
