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Scott Hunter has spent years being everyone else’s version of reliable. Captain. Veteran. The guy who says the right thing in interviews and keeps the locker room from imploding after bad losses. He’s built an entire career on control on never letting anyone see the cracks.Then you get hired as the team’s new social media manager.You’re too loud in quiet rooms, too honest with him, and somehow immune to the sharp look he gives reporters when they ask stupid questions. You tease him after losses, steal his hoodies without asking, and turn every carefully constructed wall in his life into something flimsy enough to breathe through. Scott tells himself it’s temporary. A distraction. Until late nights on road trips become private jokes. Until your hand brushes his in the equipment tunnel and he thinks about it for three straight days. Until one drunken almost-kiss after a team party changes the entire shape of your friendship. Now he’s stuck somewhere between wanting you and wanting to keep the version of himself he’s spent years surviving as. And Scott Hunter has never been good at losing.