Sparks that Fly || Sk8 the Infinity x Child Reader ||

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3rd POV

"And what if I will not take it back?"

"Then you leave me no choice! I'll make you!"

And with that, the crowd goes wild as they cheer. It's been a while since Adam has raced against someone else and the people are sure excited enough to watch it go down.

"Yes! A challenger!"

"Oh, no way? We're about to witness a legend, bro!"

"Tear that poser up, Adam!"

As everyone was yelling things out loud, Langa and (Y/n) were both confused about what will happen. Neither of the two knows who this skater is and what his intentions are.

"If I win this match, you apologize to Miya!" Reki tells Adam. The said black-haired boy seemed shocked at Reki's demand because now he was looking at the redhead with a severe look on his face. "I don't need your pity, slime! I'm not afraid of starting over. It's fine. Rules are rules and I can handle it," he tells him.

Even though Miya said "it's fine," he for sure doesn't think "it's fine." "It's not about pity," Reki says. "It's about being done with jerks like him treating others like total crap." Miya was touched by those words because now he was looking up at the redhead boy with a surprised look.

Adam, on the other hand, doesn't react at all to what Reki had just said, which confuses the boy. "Hey! I know you can hear me! I can see your ears sticking out from that mask!" Reki yells to the pro skater. After a few seconds of silence, Adam finally speaks.

"I wonder," He starts. "If we could see our emotions, what shape would they take for the moods we're in?" Reki tilts his head in confusion, wondering why Adam is, all of a sudden, sounding like a poet. "I imagine mine would be a spring. Picture it. The amount of flowing water would reflect what I'm feeling," the dark-blue-haired skater says as he walks around Langa and (Y/n), hopping onto his skateboard afterward.

Reki was getting annoyed with Adam speaking such nonsense. "I'm not here for a poetry reading. I wa--" Reki was cut off short once Adam raised his hand in a fist in front of the redhead, silencing him from talking any longer.

"If we were to look right now, my spring would be a desert. Because that's the level of interest I have in humoring mediocrity. However..." Adam says as he then skates backward, going towards (Y/n) and Langa. Once the nine-year-old saw the creep skater skating in their direction, her grip on Langa's arm tightened as she tensed up while watching Adam skate around the two. "You two. Your talent. It drips from both of you. I've become a river. You've created a deluge of intrigue. Oh..." Adam stops right in front of the two, almost as if he was staring into their soul. "A flow of information has burst open my dam, so I've chosen my prize. I want to skate with the two of you next. How's that sound?"

(Y/n) seemed to have trouble understanding what Adam had said, but after learning a few Japanese words, the only thing that she understood the most was the second to last sentence. She was shocked that a pro skater like him wanted to skate against her, including her friend. Racing Adam may sound like a bad idea, but to the girl, this was another chance for her to get better. Or who knows, maybe doing this will bring her closer to finding her dad.

So with that, she looks up at Adam with a determined look as Langa speaks out loud. "I can't wait," Langa says as (Y/n) nods.

"What?! Langa! (Y/n)!" Reki yells, trying not to believe that his two friends just accepted a death wish.

"Excellent. We've got a deal," Adam says as he looks back at Reki, the smirk on his face never disappearing.

Oblivious to everyone around, (Y/n) was starting to think that maybe this wasn't a good idea after all... But it's too late to turn back now.