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---ミ★
𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗗 the office around the surgeon.
she had actually spent a day at home—an extremely unusual event. heck, some even had theories that she was a robot if it hadn't been proven wrong after sae sent her home.
in her peripheral vision, she could see the stares and whispers, especially the ones that mentioned 'shidou'.
she could only sigh in annoyance. she couldn't do anything about the rumors, nor could she care enough to stop them, so why did she feel slightly embarrassed over the thought of her and shidou together in that car?
embarrassed may not be the word. perhaps flustered? whatever it was, her face heated up and she felt unusual all day.
she continued her usual routine; making a cup of coffee and prepping for the next patient.
that was until a coworker, specifically a nurse named anri teieri, asked the hard question.
"are you and shidou ryusei dating, ms. y/n?"
she paused, slowly saying "no, we aren't. he is just a friend."
friend-? what an odd term, he was really an acquaintance, so why did she say friend?
"really? you guys look so cute together!" the nurse pouted. the surgeon beside her however flushed a bright red.
'me and that idiot: cute?' she thought, internally screaming as her face became red.
"are you okay ms. l/n-? you're awfully red...are you sick?" the older woman asked in concern.
one benefit of being a surgeon known for her cold attitude is no one will suspect when you're embarrassed or flustered.
"i-i'm perfectly fine anri-san." she replied with a slight stutter to her usual unwavering tone.
now to an average person, a slight mishap in words is nothing new, but to someone like y/n l/n it caused increased worry and anxiety.
she sighed, "what the hell are you doing to me shidou..."
---ミ★
he loved the sport of soccer—his terminology being it "made him explode". this odd obsession and love of the sport led to him, of course, being on japan's national soccer team.
the cat-eyed male was in the middle of a soccer match. the cheers of the crowd above adding to his ego as he played, the score being 5-1 as he had scored 4 of the 5 goals.
with only a minute left to the game, the match was practically already won. the opposing and visiting team—Paris X Gen—was completely crushed, their lost spirit leading to a disinterested shidou.
his mind began wandering reaching a certain woman that seemed to spark his interest.
he seemed to be in a trance, completely enraptured in the thought of her. just touching her felt otherworldly to him.
as he daydreamed about the woman, the match had finished. japan's win overwhelmingly obvious due to shidou's skill.
walking to the stands, people cheered and congratulated him—the match being momentous for japan's now prestigious soccer reputation.
he could care less though—none of the cheers meant anything unless they were from her now. nothing really felt as good as just being in her presence.
the rush of dopamine he felt when playing soccer seemed to happen in the presence of the surgeon as well. odd satisfaction just at her voice was the same as the feeling of kicking the ball into the goal.
he used to think soccer was the only thing that could make him explode like this.
well it seems he was wrong.
---ミ★ 𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗶𝘅. - 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱-? : 𝗲𝗻𝗱.
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