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I GRIMACED AS I leaned back on the bathroom wall after vomiting my insides out. This fever was slowly killing me as the day progressed.
"Asia... Are you okay?" Midori knocked, speaking through the door in worry. "I'll be okay.." I shortly replied, standing up.
I let out a big gasp as I looked in the mirror, my previously, perfectly white shirt was now stained in the color of my ugly sickness, it was so obvious that anyone would be able to tell what my shirt was covered in.
"What is it? do you need anything?!" Midori hollered, seeming to have heard the commotion inside. The game was about to start in thirty minutes as I heard the business from the court to the staff's room, I couldn't go out looking like this.
"Midori san..." I sighed in despair.
1 hour later...
Here I was, sitting front-row in the court with a purple button-up shirt and a black cotton skirt that Midori had generously offered to me in my time of need.
Fortunately, she had a spare change of clothes just laying around in her locker and kindly offered them to me right on time. Although her clothes were cute enough as they were, she insisted to re-do my makeup as after the match, I would appear on tv while interviewing some of the players on our team.
She had convinced me that it was for professional purposes only with a hint of mischief in her voice, though I didn't believe her, I had no choice as she looked as if she really wanted to do so, and so as payback for her lending me her wardrobe, I let her do as she pleased.
Both of the teams were now stretching, warming up, and whatnot. I felt my phone ring and was immediately reminded to put it on silent as I had previously forgotten to do so before checking my message.
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My Grandmother 👵🏻
Why are you ignoring your boyfriend :,(??? 11:47 am
You What boyfriend 🤨?? 11:50 am
My Grandmother 👵🏻 The one that's stretching right now, looking as if you were the only person in the room right now...
seen
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"What?!" I said in confusion at my phone, looking up to see bright brown eyes seriously staring right at me... As he noticed that I had caught him staring at me his stares remained, not once moving anywhere else but me.
I had noticed that the interaction was getting some sort of attention so I took this opportunity to look away, pretending to check my camera, not bothering to look back up even though I felt his stares burning holes at me, how scary.
