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"So you are going to his birthday party?" Declan inquired, his gaze fixed on Cleo. They were sitting on a bench near the basketball court. Since the basketball final match was the day after tomorrow, Declan was practicing hard.

"Yeah," Cleo replied, sipping the apple juice that she had just bought from the cafeteria before coming to the basketball court.

Declan wiped his sweat with a white towel