Soccer has been a big part of Winter's life since she was little; one of her earliest memories is when she was in diapers and unsteady on her chubby little feet, kicking clumsily at a ball and her father crowing that she was a natural. And it wasn't just her father being the typical parent who thought their toddler's diaper was heavy with gold nuggets, no, Winter breathes and sweats and bleeds soccer. It is her escape from reality.
When she's sprinting down the field with the soccer ball glued to her feet, the wind in her hair and the smell of freshly cut grass in her nose, she is invincible. The drama and hardships of her life fade into the background like white noise as she flies on an adrenaline cloud and absolutely nothing can bring her down — a body slams into her so hard that she's sent tumbling ungracefully to the ground like a rag doll. For a brief moment, she's disoriented, greedily sucking in the breath that had been knocked out of her. Then she realizes that her precious ball has been stolen and the perpetrator is none other than Yeji fucking Hwang. Winter quickly clambers to her feet and gives chase but Yeji is already too far ahead.
Yeji whizzes across the field with intent and ferocity like a freaking missile, dribbling the ball with practised ease. The girls on Winter's team have no chance of stopping her, despite their best efforts. The goalie looks terrified as Yeji charges towards her, shooting the ball into the net behind her before she even realizes what's happening.
Winter is this close to screaming in sheer frustration, because this isn't the first time Yeji has used a dirty tackle on her today — it's the third freaking time, and therefore, not a coincidence. Yeji Hwang has it out for her today and Winter knows it's about her hijacking the Hive's table the other day.
Winter has tried to not succumb, and endure whatever Yeji has dished out for her today, because surely, Yeji's going to be bored soon. That hope dies tragically when Yeji announces it's time for goal practices and looks directly at Winter.
"New girl! Start out in the goal, go!"
Winter blinks and opens her mouth to protest, because she knows this won't end pleasantly for her. However, before she can even formulate a word, Yeji barks at her.
"Go, girl! We ain't got all day here!"
Winter bites hard into the inside of her cheek and forces a smile as she jogs to the goal. She gulps when she realizes that Yeji is planning to go first, and she knows she's dead when Yeji gives her a slightly crazy smirk.
Winter is dreadful as she watches Yeji aggressively dribble down the field before she kicks the ball with so much force that it makes a sound that reverberates against the empty bleachers. It feels like slow motion as Winter watches the white and black rocket shoot through the air and realizes that Yeji hadn't been aiming at the net behind her, she'd been aiming directly at her. At the realization, Winter lets out an undignified shriek and throws herself to the ground, narrowly dodging the ball as it slams into the net behind her.
"What the fuck was that!" Yeji yells as Winter sits on her knees, feeling like she just experienced a near-death situation.
A shadow falls over her and Winter lifts her head to look at Yeji, who's staring down at her with an unimpressed expression.
"Focus, new girl," Yeji says warningly. "You've been slacking lately."
Winter huffs and rises to her feet, glaring at Yeji. "I've been slacking lately? You just tried to kill me."
Yeji chuckles, "Girl, stop being so damn overdramatic. This is soccer. Soccer is war. If you can't stand the fire then get out of my kitchen."
"I think you mean 'if you can't stand the heat-"
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the takeover | Winrina
FanfictionAU where Karina is the queen bee who's used to the school bowing at her feet, until a new girl that refuses to play by the rules comes along.
