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The arena buzzed with energy, ice reflecting bright lights as you watched the game. Malachi was impossible to miss—swift on skates, a confident grin flashing every time he scored. You knew some of his friends—your best friend was dating one—but Malachi’s eyes always seemed to find you in the crowd. Cocky but with a boyish charm, he’d flash a smile your way, lingering a little too long. As group outings piled up, you found yourself drawn to his easy laughter and the soft blush beneath his bravado