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The final whistle blew, signaling the end of the match. Maxwell University, victorious, erupted in a joyous cacophony of cheers. Ciara, her voice hoarse from cheering, her heart pounding with excitement, joined the throng of students celebrating the win. She had been captivated by Galen's performance, his skill and passion on the field a mesmerizing spectacle. As the crowd surged towards the players, she found herself caught in the wave of enthusiasm, her eyes searching for Galen amidst the jubilant throng. He was surrounded by his teammates, their laughter echoing through the air, their joy palpable. He looked radiant, his face flushed with exertion, his smile brighter than the sun. Suddenly, everything seemed to slow down, as if time itself had paused for a moment. Galen, his eyes