Even when you hurt me a million times, I will always come back crawling 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔.
: ̗̀➛ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎
CW: Mentions of potential Lemon, strong Language, and Angst.
- L/n Y/n met an old foe, Itoshi Sae, and it was rather the most unpleasant reun...
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╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ♡ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠.
╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ♡ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯
The soccer prodigy, Itoshi Sae, was bored out of his mind.
As the minutes dragged on, he found himself constantly stealing glances at the wall clock, only to be met with a sinking feeling as he realized that a mere forty minutes had passed, and he was doomed to remain in the room for what felt like an eternity.
Fatigue had settled in, causing his eyelids to feel as heavy as anchors, and his eyes teetered on the edge of rebellion, seemingly ready to dislodge themselves from his face at any moment.
The poor boy just wanted to sleep. :(
Amidst the unending monotony of the conference room, Itoshi Sae's teal gaze embarked on a journey that roamed restlessly. It traversed the room, dancing from one lifeless element to another, finding nothing of genuine interest to latch onto.
The ticking clock seemed to echo his impatience, each passing second a heavy reminder of the enduring confinement.
And then, as if guided by some unseen force, his wandering gaze found its anchor in the form of your diligent presence.
The young soccer prodigy's eyes, previously indifferent to their surroundings, were now drawn to the swift and deliberate motions of your hand.
There you sat, taking notes with a precision that only a dedicated secretary could muster.
At that moment, your role shifted from a mere background presence to an unintentional source of intrigue for Itoshi Sae.
Your commitment to your responsibilities, evidenced by the meticulous record-keeping, stood out in stark contrast to the dullness of the meeting.
Itoshi found himself, albeit begrudgingly, entertained by the rhythm of your work as it provided a momentary respite from the overwhelming boredom that enveloped the room.
Observing your face, which had subtly contorted into a slightly scrunched-up expression as you delved into your note-taking duties with unwavering focus, Itoshi Sae couldn't help but have this growing urge to break it.
Your commitment to your role had not gone unnoticed by him, and amid the mundane meeting, a mischievous idea sprouted in his mind.
