Hadzen glared at his locker, hands clenched into fists, this frustration welling inside of him. He tried everything - pushed himself in the game, avoided Hannah's gaze, even went on pretending he was fine. However, the memory of last night kept coming and would not let him be. It was like a fog which bothered his mind, and he felt as if he were trapped within it, unable to get out of it."Damn it," he muttered to himself, punching the locker one final time, the loud clanging echoing in the locker room."Whoa, easy there, man!" Neil, his teammate and one of his best friends, looked at him in shock, raising his hands in surrender. "I know we lost earlier, but that doesn't mean you need to take it out on the lockers."Hadzen's frown deepened. "Just… drop it, Neil."Neil laughed, a clear tease. "Okay, okay but seriously, what's gotten into you man? You've been off all day.""Like I said, drop it." Hadzen growled, stuffing his gear into his gym bag, a bit stiff and uncoordinated in his mov
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