↳ ❝ 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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((i just realized how long yhus chapter is omg))
"bachira, that's a girl."
bachira, that's a girl. bachira, that's a girl. bachira, that's a girl. girl. girl. girl. am i not supposed to be here ? why is everyone so surprised ?
his words ring in your head and you swear you're going to glitch out into some alternate universe where you were never alive. is it just me, or are you melting and spinning into a circle ? it's so awkward that if another word spills out of anyone's mouth, you swear you're shitting your pants.
a horrid scenario appears in your mind. you're tied to a pole as the boys in front of you push you off into a hole full of burning lava as they all chant some bullshit about how you weren't supposed to be here.
you pray to the gods that the scenario in your mind would not become reality.
bachiras eyes widen and he giggles cutely. "whoops ! sorry my lady. i thought you would be someone like our lovely princess chigiri here !" he points to a gorgeous young boy with long silky red hair and deep pink eyes that are paired with the prettiest set of lashes. hell, being compared to him makes you feel like you just got paired with a goddess sent from the highest of heavens.
the boy cocks his head to the side in confusion. "wait, then why would you be here ? i thought this was for the men's football team. hm..."
you're still averting eye contact, fiddling with the strigs of your guitar. "i went to the wrong address i guess." you comment quietly, but the room was silent enough so everyone could hear. there was a collective 'ah i see' as though they got your whole story in context.
the same boy with the middle part weaves himself through and offers you his hand to shake. "well i guess for starters we can report this to ego. the names kuon wataru."
your hand is sweaty but you still give his hand a quick shake before instantly tearing away. the thoughts of auditions are now gone from your head as you focus in on the thirteen boys in front of you.
can i go now ? like, home ?
"i'm l/n y/n, i think i just mistyped the address and somehow ended up here. sorry if i interceded with anything ! i'll be making my leave now." you say and swiftly take the guitar off your hands and reach for the case before a familiar voice interrupts your actions.
he sounds like the same voice you've always been dreaming of, but more matured and deeper. "hold on, y/n ? like, from saitama ?"
you whip your head around to be eye to eye with someone that heavily resembles isagi yoichi. in fact, you're 100% sure it's him.
"yoichi ?"
his sapphire-blue eyes brighten even more and there's a huge smile written all over his face. without a warning, he pulls your body into his and firm arms are secured around your shoulders as he soaks in your warmth. the sudden action of affection throws everyone off. despite the fact that he's kinda sweaty you don't seem to mind.
