゚゚・04 - ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇɴɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴇs゚゚

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𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒






ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏~♡












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𝐈'𝐌 𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄, 𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐘, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘❞
ɢᴇꜱᴀꜰꜰᴇʟꜱᴛᴇɪɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴋɴᴅ








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"I never intended for this to happen."

Y/N stated, looking at the ground. She now had to break the news to the team, who were looking at her, confused as ever.

Michimiya analyzed you, the way you seemed more timid than usual.

"I did something bad, alright?" You said, pushing hair out of your face.

"I can't play the game on Thursday because I was suspended from my club activities." You choked out.

You clenched your fists, keeping your eyes trained to the ground. You wouldn't be able to bear the looks on the girl's faces.

After all, you had betrayed them by being your usual reckless self.

"I'm so selfish. I'm sorry."

You stood there, all eyes fixated on you. You felt a lump in your throat that wouldn't seem to go away. Your shoulders felt heavier than usual too.

Suddenly you heard the loud, fast pace footsteps squeaking on the hardwood floor. You turned, immediately getting enveloped with a warm hug from Michimiya.

"We'd never get mad at you y/n! We know it was an accident." Michimiya smiled, holding the back of the girl's head and waist.

Y/N felt tears prick at her eyes, which slowly dissipated after she hugged back. Looking over at the team, a couple girls stepped forward smiling.

"You'll be at the game cheering us on right?" Aoki asked, excitement laced in her eyes.

"Of course I will!" you replied, a large grin on your face. The girls cheered, eventually going on with their practice.

You left the court, passing by the boy's gym on the other side of the courtyard. You stopped outside of the door.

You couldn't help but be drawn to their game. It sounded so fast-paced, the squeaking of the shoes, the sound the ball made when it collided against the ground, you were addicted to every aspect of the sport.

You peeked in, eyes widening almost immediately, catching sight of the boy from History class.

Tsukishima.

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