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Suddenly, a door flings open and crashes against the wall. A girl steps out and says, “Unless your coach is a misogynistic prick who tries to force female athletes to wear chest protectors.”

Coach Holden rolls his eyes and sighs. Grace doesn’t seem bothered, while Jacob smiles at the pink-haired girl. He points at her and says, “And that’s the third member of our team. Verity.”

Like Jacob, you recognize Verity as being one of the people on Nate’s ‘hit list’ that he got to ‘Y’ status with. The pink-haired girl points at Grace while looking at Coach Holden, scowling.

“Why does she not have to wear a chest protector?” she says, her face red. Holden clears his throat and says, simply, “Because you have big breasts, Verity. Don’t you want to protect them?”

For the first time, Grace reacts. She chuckles to herself. “The reason I don’t wear a protector, Verity,” she says, turning to face the other girl, “is because no one can touch me. I’m the best.”

Coach Holden lifts his hands, as though to stop the chaos. “Someone teach the new substitute how to hold a sabre.” Jacob eagerly volunteers, while Verity just wants to get away from Holden.