↳ ❝ i had no idea band auditions came with eleven sweaty buff men watching me play. ❞
in which isagis first and only love makes their way back to him, but through a series of coincidences and accidents.
↳ ❝...ma'am this is a soccer training program...
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you've known isagi yoichi since forever.
from preschool to your youth, the striking blue haired boy was always by your side. he was the one that wiped your tears and shared his curry buns with you after school. it all started the day isagi was assigned to sit next to you for art time during preschool.
"isagi, l/n, you two will be working together for today ! make sure to create two drawings that connect to create one big scene."
the teacher guided isagi to where you were sitting. he stared at you, expecting a conversation to arise from the both of you. instead, you busied yourself with the various crayons and markers displayed on the desk.
he grabbed the other sheet of paper and stared at it before glancing at yours. "i'm isagi ! you're l/n right ? can i just call you y/n ?" no answer. he frowned in response but continued to observe your art. blue scribbled the page to resemble the sky, and green was splattered on the bottom of the now colored paper.
"okay... well i'm gonna make an awesome soccer field ! i love soccer !" isagi declared with a smile. he finally caught your attention, your e/c eyes staring into his eyes. "then draw the first half of the court and i'll do the other side." you bluntly replied. his smile only grew, cheeks puffed and teeth showing.
he was like the sun, attracting everyone around him and you were the moon, the one that most rarely paid mind to. ever since that drawing assignment, isagi refused to not bother you no matter how many friends wanted his attention. he never told you why no matter how many times you questioned his actions, but instead he would give you his signature smile and a thumbs up.
"you're just fun to hang out with, i guess !"
"you always say that yoichi."
it was the last year of elementary school. as always, isagi walked home with you after school. you walked across the dirt path and stared at your dusty shoes. a gray rabbit scurries across the road to the field of grass and down to the river, catching your interest. isagi follows your eyes. "a rabbit ! do you think i'm fast enough to catch it ?" he asks without taking his gaze off of it. you shrug. "there's no way you can outrun a-"
without words, he dashes off down the path at a speed faster than your average kid. his suntanned arms reached for the mammal and with a smile, he latched his hands onto it with ease. you gasp, running down to him.
"yoichi ! you caught it !"
he holds out the rabbit that is trembling (poor thing) and offers it to you. you cock your head, confused as to why it seemed like he wanted you to have it.
"i got it for you ! it looks just like you." his words sink into that little kid brain of yours and a happy warmth enters your heart.
just before you were able to have the bunny in your hands, it jumped out of isagis grasp and ran off. disappointment washes over his face. you sigh with a smile on your face nonetheless. "it's okay yoichi. at least you were able to catch it. that was really cool." you say, making your way to sit next to the pouting boy. "you're right, it's okay. because i have the best and cutest bunny in the whole world !" he proclaims before closing the distance between you to have you in his warm embrace.
despite the fact that he stank of dirt and sweat, you gladly nuzzled closer to him.
"you're the only bunny i need."
in a few months, you entered the same middle school as him. he continued to latch onto you even if his friends would tease him for being such a clingy puppy, only for him to retort that you were just a close friend of his despite the pink dusting his cheeks.
most students in the school were aware that isagi had a major crush on you. the way he always brought two drinks into his class for you, when he would beg you to watch him practice soccer to show off, or when girls confessed to him he would reply with a "sorry, i'm not interested in anyone or relationships." even though his eyes were always in search for you.
"really ? you bought a guitar ?"
isagi sat next to you on the wooden bench, his knee resting on your thighs while you were tending the wound that burned his leg. the sanitizing pad stinged across his skin, receiving a wince and a quick yelp.
"yep. i'm gonna become an awesome guitarist and make a band. and then, i'll be able to have lots of friends and talk to everyone !" you said. "but don't worry yoichi, you'll always be the first one in my heart though." you look up to him. he wasn't sure if his red face was because he just ran across the soccer field ten times or if you were making him nervous. "i'll become the best soccer player, just like noel noa, and you can be the first to go to all my games !" he replies. you laugh and agree with him, the scratch on his knee no longer lighting up with pain.
"you promise i'll be your first ?" you say with light sparking in your eyes. he returns your energy, fists clenched with passion.
