Chapter 52 Skywalker

Our op evil mc could feel the intensity radiating from his teammates, the tension in the air thick as they moved with purpose and skill.

Even as the outsider, he was now in the middle of it all, wondering if he could keep up or if he'd just end up beating everyone with his eyes closed.

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Five minutes into the game, and Ross was hardly breaking a sweat. He moved around the court in a lazy, disinterested manner, barely making an effort to get involved in the play. His teammates, who had already made up their minds about him, refused to pass him the ball. Not once did it come his way.

Ross wasn't bothered, though. He wasn't even trying to hide his lack of enthusiasm. He was content to do the bare minimum, just enough to fulfill the teacher's expectations, but not a step further.

After all, this game was more of a nuisance than anything else.