(Ayako's POV)
I was walking down the familiar passageway, but I was too distracted to know where I was heading.
What is with this guy?
Why do I get so overwhelmed thinking about him?
My mind was occupied with questions. I could think of nothing else.
Maybe that was the very reason why it had totally slipped from my mind. . .
I had---more accurately, Riko had volunteered to carry some sport equipment to the field today. . .
And she shoved the responsibility at me.
"Oh my god..." I mumbled.
I had to go all the way back to the staff room now, and I was in no mood to face Jayden again. My social quota for the day was full, thanks to him.
Before I could fuss more, I spotted the sight of a big, ancient clock.
The class had already started!
"WAAAAAAAH!"
I could hear myself panick.
How could I be late?
I remember leaving the class at dot 6:15.
I was surprised that I had just wasted 15 minutes in the staff room.
I had to rush.
Leaving all my thoughts behind, I rushed back to the room.
There was nobody this time, the office was empty.
I wasted no time gathering the equipments.
Surprisingly, the equipments weren't that big of a deal.
I imagined them to be oversized and heavy, but they were just a few handful of colourful cones used for positioning in sport drills.
I wiped a drop of sweat off my face.
I still had no time to waste.
It won't be much of a surprise if I got scolded on the first day of the session.
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Rivals
General FictionTwo gods of their own world, lived peacefully, until they stumbled upon a path which intertwined their fates. Kaito Ayako lived her leisure, comfortable life, which she was blessed with. "All people are nothing but mere toys to be played with. They...
