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A towel covered her head as she sat down next to Hyonu on the bench, she swirls the water bottle in her hand as she started to mumble with a dark yet calculating gaze was in her eyes, "There's 5.4938 percent... Well known spot... Unthinkable... That would be too risky to do... If we decide to show all our deck cards, we'll have the underhand... Unless... No... 72.388 percent of..." Taeyang stared at her mumbling form as her irises grew and shrunk with every word that came out of her lips, but his own mind was running a hundred miles about the scene from a few minutes ago. Everyone was on edge, especially the boys around the female who was seated next to the emotionless coach. "Aya-san," At the mention of her name being formally used, she snapped out of her mumbling state and stared wide-eyed at Hyonu who narrowed his intense gaze at the stands. "If I may," He started and she saw the clench in his jaw as veins popped out on his neck and forehead as he questioned with a sinister smirk on his lips, "Who was that gentleman who announced his proposal to you in the middle of the game?"
Speechless at the blunt yet sudden question, everyone stared at the silent female who didn't give a reaction before blowing up like a bomb, her face was beet red and her ears matched her pink skin. Immediately, her arms waved around as she explained in a quick manner which showed that she was completely flustered causing the others to give off a pissed off yet amused aura around them, "Ah! He's a coworker of mine! He probably didn't mean it since he does that a lot! Trust me! And why did you bring it up again?! I swear there isn't--" Her rambling was cut off when Hitoshi stated while pouting with a sad expression as he crossed arms over his chest, "It's so unfair to have one of my rivals get ahead of me..." The others rolled their eyes at him but they internally agreed with his statement but they were taken back when an angered male stormed towards them from behind the barriers.
He was covered in a white lab coat and his chocolate-colored hair which was usually seen styled was now messy yet casual, glasses sat at the tip of his nose and the pale blue shirt underneath the lab coat was loose and untidy while his black trousers were the opposite. He jumped over the barriers and everyone stared shocked at the scene as the male roared with a pissed-off expression, "Kurosawa Aya, Vous avez de gros ennuis!" At the mention of her name, she looked at the source and shrieked when she saw her raging brother sprinting towards her seated figure. Once he got close to her, he grabbed her non-dominant bicep and scolded in his native tongue as pissed off tick marks appeared around his head while she accepted his scolding with a defeated look, "Pensais-tu vraiment que je ne regarderais pas le match et que je remarquerais comment ton épaule se tendait à chaque minute?! Essayez-vous de vous blesser encore plus que par le passé?! Pire encore, vous jouez contre Gabriel qui est presque au même niveau de puissance que vous!!"
Her lips trembled as she looks at the ground in shame when he stopped scolding her for a second, he felt how her body shook from fear and shame once he finished and sighed deeply as he pulled her closer to him. Slowly, her arms wrap around his torso as he spoke in French since this actually classified information he was giving her about her past injury, "Je sais que c'est votre chance de récupérer votre titre, mais vous en faites trop. Tu me fais m'inquiéter pour toi... J'ai peur que vous déchiriez la blessure et perforiez un autre poumon. Je ne veux plus revivre cet incident, je ne veux plus revoir ton corps pâle et sans vie sur le lit!" His grip tightened around her and she pats his back as he raised his head and spoke in Japanese when he looked at Hyonu, who has been silent from the beginning, "Hyung, I need you to let me check her shoulder, so, let her sit out again. Deashim or possibly Taeyang can replace her during her quick check-up."
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THE FALLEN ANGEL AT KARASUNO || HAIKYUU! FANFIC|| [HAITUS]
Fanfiction||Warning: This is heavily unedited and from 2020.|| I huff out of exhaustion as I felt the small beads of sweat drip down my face, I wipe them away with the back of my hand and smirk. My team is one of the best teams in the world, we're known as 'T...