Just as when she swore not to involve herself again with these troublesome basketball players, she realized she was so wrong to think that she can even avoid getting involve, because here she is, voluntarily accepting the offer to be Shohoku's medic...
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The atmosphere was filled with silent gasps, murmurs and whispers, as Minami laid on the floor. I stood frozen, flashing a familiar situation. Rukawa was facing my direction, forcing himself to stand up. Minami didn't intentionally do it. If he wants to injured Rukawa more, then he won't move his leg away. Ayako-san is practically shaking me. When I came back to my senses, I immediately make my way to the scene.
When the first half ended, Rukawa decided to go back to the game and play. At first, the team doubted him because he wasn't able to see straightly, because of his swollen eye. But then, after his straight passes, and jump shots, he made it clear for everyone, that no one decides his basketball style.
He's reckless, and he's the type to risk it all for the game. I just know it, because I never doubt in him.
"Are you okay?" I bend down on my knees in front of Rukawa, when Toyotama's Kishimoto went in Minami's direction. Minami was laying on the gym's floor, I averted my gaze towards Minami's direction, and flinched when I saw blood on the floor from his head. I sighed.
"Rukawa are you fine?" I asked once again, Rukawa blew a fuse.
"That hurts." That was all he said, to make me all assured. I smiled. I urged to stay with him, even a part of me wants to help Minami. But then, when I made Rukawa stood up, he glances in Minami's way, before his stare made it to mine again.
"No one's stopping you." He blurted out.
My lips rose from what he said. "I'll help out for a bit, but first let me get you to check first." I sent Rukawa to the bench and check for his condition, Anzai-sensei nodded at me, allowing me to do apart. When I went on my way towards Toyotama's bench everyone was furious, confuse, and frustrated about me helping the enemy.
"What're you doing here?" The Kishimoto pissed-off guy has asked, I ignored him and made my way to Minami, who's laying his ass on the floor, it sucks that he forced himself from wrapping a bandage around his head.
"That wouldn't help," I sighed, bending my knees. "I came here as certified medical-based manager, and maybe as Minami's friend. Please get the first aid kit for me." I added.
Kishimoto was furious. And even got into a fight with their coach, but he eventually got the kit for me. I didn't intentionally bring Shohoku's kit for them, because it would be too much. I know this is a friendly sport, but I will never be seconded what they did on my team. They hurt them. And I'm not a bit happy about it.
"F/N, did they even allowed you here?" Minami has asked.
I nodded. "You see, Shohoku's pretty much considerate when it comes to these things."
