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"𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗱𝘀 ?"
"𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗴𝗮𝘆."
volleyball player kamisato ayaka may or may not have a huge crush on the student council secratary , l/n y/n.
and oh dear , she may...
ayaka sat in her chair in the comfort of her room , multiple papers scattered on her desk and the pen in her hand tapping against the desk quietly.
tap tap tap tap.
she confidently picked up the sheet of paper and began to read it out loud.
"to y/n , for my whole life , i've been always wanting to be by your side forever and ever. my love for you is growing everyday and i decided it's finally time for me to just tell you , that i , ayaka kamisato , am in- in lov- in- in...." she stopped speaking and her heather grey eyes were relaxed and narrowed. a thin line was drawn at her cherry pink lips.
"... that i'm in love with you..." she said with a whisper. her head rested on the table , arms crossed and used as support. she found herself gazing at the window that was open , the linen curtains floating slightly. from the window she could see your room , although you weren't there at the moment the window was wide open.
ayaka sighed. "how am i supposed to do this ? maybe i should listen to beidou and just confess to her at the end of the volleyball game instead of giving her some stupid letter." she pouted.
"ah ! ayaka !!!"
her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of your joyful voice that rang like sweet and soft bells in her head. she got up and looked over to see you leaning out the window.
"y/n..."
she slowly made her way to her small balcony. you grinned. "what ya doing right now ?"
as you spoke towards the girl , a gust of wind flew into her room , making the papers fly everywhere and into her room and out the window. she closed her eyes quickly. her grey skirt flew up , causing her to cover her pale legs , the other hand tucking a strand of hair away from her face. the wind felt cold on her bare skin.
the moment she opened her eyes , she saw the papers fly towards you , out of the window and into your hands. she felt panic set in as she frantically ran out and grasped her hands onto the balcony railing.
"what's this ?"
"w-wait ! don't read that !!!" she screamed out. ayaka then placed her foot onto the railing , planning to jump over and snatch that love letter from you. you stopped , taken aback by the sudden reaction she let out. normally ayaka wouldn't look this desperate.
you held onto the paper. "wait don't jump ! you might get hurt. and why don't you want me to read this ?"
she fiddled with her fingers. "it's something... it's not done yet ok ! i'll show you when i finish !"
you shrugged. "alright then." you took the paper and folded (on the side that was blank) it into an airplane , a dashing smile on your face. "i'm gonna throw it !"
the cool summer day seeped into ayaka's skin. "huh ? wait-"
"-ready.... set.... go !"
it was as if time slowed down or even completely stopped. ayaka's mouth hung open and her eyes widened before she reached out to catch the paper into her hands. it landed safely into her palms. she sighed in relief.
"that was so close."
she looked back to you and giggled.
"promise to show me what it is when you finish okay ?" you said. she nodded. "i promise , i will no matter what !"
'even if one day you leave , or if i never gain the confidence to tell you , or if i run out of time , i promise , i'll always find a way to tell show you my love for you. so please , just wait a little longer.' ayaka closed her eyes , hoping her prayers would reach some god out there.
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today was another day that yoimiya practiced at the archery range. she lifted her bow , it's arrow aimed towards the target. she closed one eye while the other was still.
kazuha stared at the target , every single arrow hitting the yellow circle in the middle. his plain light green yukata was thin , the sudden gust of wind feeling fresh on his bare chest. another sound of an arrow being shot echoed through the patio of the archery range.
yoimiya jumped happily , her custom made purple and gold bow gleaming in the air. "alright ! you saw that kazuha ? i hit all of my shots even when the wind was high !" her archery uniform fit her surprisingly well , the bells on her hair jingling.
he smiled. "you're pretty good at using the bow. you'll definitely make it to nationals one day."
she returned his energy. "thanks. but how strange... the wind was so sudden. it's been really dry these days so why would the wind arrive all of a sudden ? maybe barbatos is in a good mood today !"
kazuha hummed. "mhm... who knows."
he looked up to the sky , maple red eyes marveling at the clouds. he quickly thought of a poem that was from the winds quiet whispers and dances.
"... as love blossoms like spring , the colors flash brightly , her heart soars like the sky as if she is a gentle swan.... hm...."
yoimiya giggled. "you're such a romantic ! and a clichè poem writer too !"
