𝘼𝘿𝙈𝙄𝙏 . suna rintaro

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❝𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚?❞

You were at the skating competition. You stood by a wall for a second, about to pull out your phone. Just before you were about to, you heard a voice calling you over to the food bar. It was your best friend, Jihoon. "Yeah, I'm coming!" You ran over to the table and reached for a bottle of water. "Thanks, bro."

"Anytime! We got to make sure that our number 1 champ keeps the winning streak."

"Mmm, we aren't losing that streak today!"

"Not we. You."

"Huh?! What do you mean?!" You asked.

"Bro, I have to go to some family party or some shit"

"B-But I need you here!"

"Sorry bro" he said before patting your shoulder and walking away.

"Well, you better be here to congratulate me!" You yelled into the distance.

Jihoon raised waved his hands over his head and continued walking.

You went to the back to pull out a pill bottle. You popped two pills into your mouth before taking a sip of water from the bottle you had gotten earlier for Jihoon.

After swallowing, you went to another park, not too far away from the competition area, and scanned the area. There was a boy already on one ramp.

The boy was in black shorts and a striped white and black tee. He was also wearing a pin similar to yours.

'Ahh he's from the competition-'

'He's amazing, compared to a beginner'. No, he was exceptional compared to you. He looked like a worthy competitor. He always landed his tricks. No falls.

You turned towards a bowl and practiced your laser flip. It was your winning move.

-

"Yo! The competition's starting! Are you coming?!" The other boy had asked, leaving the park.

'HUH?! iT'S STARTING ALREADY?!'

"Oh, yea! I'm coming! Thank you!" You replied.

You looked at the boy before you left. He looked like he stole all the hair gel from the store. He had eyes of a fox.

You quietly made your way to the competition area, before getting a spot to watch from.

You were the 57th to go. Just the last person. As always.

It's like they tried to save the best for last. Funny.

-

It was time for the contestant ahead of you. Funny, it was the boy you had met earlier. You were quite eager to see how his performance went, after seeing what practice looked like..

You sat up from your slouched position and fixed your eyes on the contestant.

-

It was finally time for the results.

"In Third place, we have Hiroto Ito with a score of 19,620!"

You were eager to see who had gotten to the top two. Even though you knew you were definitely getting first place.

"In Second place, we have Y/N L/N with a score of 22,615!"

You felt your heart sink, knowing that you had lost your winning streak. This brought several gasps and murmurs from the crowd behind you. Although, you still smiled and accepted the loss.

"And In First place, we have 'Suna Rintaro' with a score of 27,469! Congratulations to our top 3! We look forward to seeing you all next year!" The announcer said.

Since you had no one to pick you up, you used the rest of your energy to skate back home. On your way home, you saw a familiar face walking back with a group of people. It was Suna, the boy you had met at the park earlier, and the winner of the competition.

It was already 7pm, so you tried to interact fast. You ran over to the group quickly. Suna was surrounded by two boys; they looked like twins. One with grey hair, and the other with piss blonde hair. Although, you could tell who was in charge of them.

"Uh, Hey!" You yelled. They didn't hear you, so you moved closer to them. "Hey Suna!"

"Do you know him?" the grey-haired male said. "Yes! I met him at the comp!" you yelled with no shame. "Oh, wait! Isn't he the guy from the whole boku no pico meme from kamomedai high?" the piss blonde-haired guy said.

You had barely remembered the incident, seeing that it was from over 2 weeks ago, and you didn't enjoy thinking that far.

"Uh- yeah!"

"Anyway, I just wanted to congratulate you, Rintaro!"

"Oh thanks, I guess." The boy said, looking up from his phone. You hadn't even noticed that you had stopped at the sidewalk.

"Uh, bye-" You said before skating off, leaving the other group behind.