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Before heading into the gym, you take a pit-stop to the girl's locker-room to put the handkerchief into a safe place; you settle for your backpack that's locked away in your assigned sports locker.
You would give it back to him at practice but god forbid you interrupt the boys volleyball practice, you damn well know better than to do such a thing.
So, you settle for putting it away in a safe place.
Plus, you really should wash it as it has your sweat and tears all over the microfiber cloth.
After your small detour, you arrive at the gym, seeing Mina from a distance already going at it on one of the arm machines, looking pained as it doesn't look like an easy machine to use.
"Y/n! Hey! Just uh... doing my thing." Mina says, forced as she finishes her reps.
You simply chuckle at her oh-so casual greeting whilst the ladder is multitasking effortlessly, as she was already preoccupied with her nailing the beast that is the arm machine.
Y/n doesn't bother with that kind of heavy machinery, as Mina is on a whole different level of swole with herself being a pole vaulter.
Mina consistently partakes in full-body workouts because pole vault requires the use of your whole body's strength.
You have to be able to propel yourself up like a missile to clear the high bar, and that takes a lot of power and strength from all the different kinds of muscles within her body.
It seems as if she's on arms right now as the girl finishes using the machine and moves on to grab some spare kettlebells, continuing her workout as Y/n now tags along.
You however just have to do arms and a little bit of chest today, as, if you chose to partake in legs today, you would end up in a fucking wheelchair since you just nuked them from the previous track workout you participated in.
Plus, you don't want to overwork yourself....
You both finish your consecutive workouts, getting cleaned up and changed back into your school uniforms whilst absentmindedly collecting all things, and begin the short journey of walking home together.
"So, how was practice today?" Mina says, initiating small talk with her good ole' pal, Y/n.
"It was grueling but tolerable," Y/n states honestly, as she's still dragging her feet from the said grueling workout.
"Oh! I heard that the boy's volleyball team practiced with you all today!" She mentions excitedly besides her as she continues.
"Wasn't that so cool! They can kinda get it, you know..." She smirks as you roll your eyes playfully at her statement, she can be a bit much when it comes to attractive men.
"Yeah, they all did the same workout as me." You state casually.
"Oh you lucky ass bitch!" Mina shrieks as she skips around you with glee.
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✩ Track Star ✩ (Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader)
FanfictionCURRENTLY UNDERGOING VERY HEAVY EDITING!!! Fixing messy writing and lack of detail. ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ Stay tuned!!! ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ Y/n L/n and Ushijima Wakatoshi are star athletes at Shiratorizawa Academy, but Ushijima often steals the unspoken spotlight as all lingeri...
