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04 ✔️

A/N: I suddenly felt a burst of motivation to write so here's another chapter for y'all's Also thanks for the reads! Hope this chapter is okay!

"That's not fair! You must have cheated!" You frowned at the chessboard in front of you.

Letting out an angry huff, you reset the board for whoever it is that would play next.

"Whatever, it's stupid anyways." You mumbled.

Leaving the room, you went on a 'bathroom break' after getting permission from your instructor.

When you said bathroom break you really meant a long tedious walk around the entire school just to burn time. Hands in your pocket, you decided to check out the library, apparently they made some renovations to it over break.

Turning a corner you barely had time to react when you bumped into someone's chest. You let out a yelp, stumbling a bit before said someone's hand latched onto your waist, catching you just in time.

"S-sorry! My bad, i should have watched where i was going!" A blush threatened to rise as you made eye contact with a black haired man with goldish-yellow under lights.

how cute..

"mhm, no worries at all!" He gave you a bright smile, eyes closing in the process.

Tucking a strand of hair behind your ear you looked away from him. Although you were fine and standing he still had his hand on your waist, making things pretty awkward (for you because bachira doesn't care).

"um, Bachira..." Isagi who had been standing behind the entire time with two cold bottles of water tapped his friends shoulder.

Perking up, Bachira turned his head to see Isagi standing uncomfortably by his side, scratching the back of his head while asking if the two of them could go back to practice.

"ah yes, say..." Giving you a curious look, you understood what he was hinting at and quickly gave out your name.

"well then L/N, considering the fact that you did bump into me, why don't you repay us by watching us play!" Bachira finally removed his hand from your waist, pulling your hands up in front of him instead.

Eyes darting between the two, you didn't have much of a choice... You could alway go back to your club activity, but that's just a teensy bit worse than watching soccer.

"mmh, fine... BUT if i get in trouble it's your fault, got it?" Giving him a pointed look he nodded his head excitedly.

"Deal! C'mon Isagi, let's go!"

The two boys speed walked back to the field, a small fear of getting scolded by their coach deep in their hearts.

Taking a seat amongst the stands, you rested your chin in your palm, legs crossed and a bored expression dawning your face.

There were a few others here too, that includes a group of girls standing aside gossiping and pointing at a few players.

Geez, fangirls... (can't blame them)

Despite that thought, you still followed their gazes to meet that of your roommate.

Oh wow this is great.

You breathed an elongated sigh, burying your head in your hands at the thought of having to see him more than just in the dorms. But what did peak your interest was his older brother standing a few inches away.

(Let's pretend the two of them are on okay-ish terms)

His reddish brown hair slightly messed up, a few trickles of sweat dropping down his face. And well you know, just because, he used his shirt to wipe the sweat, revealing his muscular build just a little bit. But that little bit was enough to make the group of girls squeal and jump.

Yikes.

You grimaced, feeling slightly embarrassed for them.

A yell in your direction pulled you out of your thoughts. Looking up, it was Bachira. He pointed a finger at you shouting something you could barely make out due to the distance.

"IF I MAKE THIS SHOT YOU HAVE TO GIVE ME YOUR NUMBER L/N!!"

Heat rising up to your cheeks, it was no longer possible to hide the blush. You let out a cough, pretending not to hear him and the number of (jealous) eyes that were now on you.

Silently, you prayed. You prayed that the ground will open up and swallow you whole. Or maybe you'd wake up and realise this was all just a hyper realistic dream.

Eyes trained on the ball, your heart was still thumping wildly, it's not that you didn't want to give him your number— I mean if he just asked normally you would've done so. But for some reason that you couldn't explain, you felt yourself almost, just almost getting butterflies.

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BACHIRA ⚽️🐒
heyy it's bachira here,
are you free later?

Y/N
oh it's you

BACHIRA ⚽️🐒
WHATS TAGT
SUPPOSED TO MEAN :((
but are you free?

Y/N
...
well yes, but no

BACHIRA ⚽️🐒
aww you don't wanna
hang out with me?

Y/N
no.

BACHIRA ⚽️🐒
well okay then mf 😐🤚

Y/N
ok

You've been told before that you were a dry texter but you just honestly didn't know how to reply with non-dryness.

Putting your phone back onto your table, you flipped the page of your chemistry textbook, giving your attention back to the stupid chemicals.

A few minutes passed.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

Your grip on your pen tightened.

It better not be who i think it is.

"Hey, someone's asking for you." pushing aside your work you briefly thanked Rin before moving to the door.

Arms on your hips in a sassy manner, you shot Bachira Meguru an unimpressed look.

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