OF COURSE I DO, IDIOT ❝It's just like magic (just like magic) Oh, it's just like magic (just like magic) Holding me tight, giving me life (oh) ❞
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THE WAY TO THE PLACE of the final match between Snow and Adam was very tiring. Y/n was sitting next to Cherry, who was driving Shadow's car. The said friend was standing right behind her and was talking to Miya about his physical condition, having just been released from the hospital. Langa and Reki, on the other hand, were sitting behind them, carefully fixing the Canadian's skateboard, while Joe followed the vehicle at full speed with his motorcycle.
As soon as they arrived, they realized there was no way to continue with the car, so the group walked towards a very steep mountain where they imagined the match would take place.
Adam showed a new look, dressed in blue and black with references to death, such as his skull-like mask. He seemed to be inviting Langa to die together.
During the final, the two gave their best, colliding and risking to fall over and over again. Mainly because of the intense level of concentration they were subjected to when entering the "zone". Y/n, in the meantime, had always remained by Reki's side. His support was the only thing that kept her from fainting from anxiety at any moment.
Unfortunately, the girl still hadn't found the right moment to giving her gift to her crush and confess her love to him. She hoped that, after the final match, she'd be able to lift that weight off her chest. However, the colleagues managed to talk to each other for a while as Y/n was the one who helped Reki to disinfect his wounds after his last beef.
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"Ow, ow, ow...", the boy exclaimed as the h/c ran some cotton over a fresh wound on his cheek. She gave him an amused look, "Oh my, you just can't take the pain at all. You're acting like a dramatic little kid.", she said, earning a pout from him.
The redhaired turned his head to the side, faking to be offended, "I'm not a kid.", he protested softly. "Yeah, sure.", Y/n nodded a little too eagerly, convincing him to look at her straight in her eyes and repeat his words with more emphasis, "I'm not a kid.".
