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"The coach is considering to let you take a break" kurina's voice echoed in your mind, hee words repeating over and over again "Why?" You asked, genuinely confused
Kurina sighs "your movements are getting sloppy and he notices how tired you are, your posture is ass and you're not thinking as fast as you used to. I personally believe it's because nagi is distracting you" she explains, a heavy weight settles down in your chest. It felt suffocating
"What? I have my shit straight Kurina, nagi isn't distracting me." Kurina is silent for a few moments before she starts talking again "don't let yourself fall for him again y/n, back then— everything was so much more simple, we were all in highschool. The most we had were part-time jobs and we had so much freedom— y/n, do you not realize who you are?" She asked
Who you were? You were y/n of course, what kinda stupid question was that? You chuckled, "I'm y/n, of course I know who I am. That's a stupid question?"
"No, y/n. You're a star volleyball player, a model, a university student, you own a bakery back in Germany... being such a large influence means you have to watch your every move. You're known mostly because of volleyball, so don't ruin that career." Kurina says, her voice strict
"You walked into this life on your own will, so you can't let yourself get distracted like this. Don't let coach kick you out the team"
"You're the Colombian cobra, you're very good at volleyball, very good. You chose to let that sport be your career and you placed it above everything else. So don't let yourself ruin that so easily— because of a boy that you have a history with." Kurina sighs again
"I'm not trying to be a bitch y/n, but as your manager and your only friend— I don't want to see your life get ruined simply because you're getting distracted"
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Exactly three years ago]
You laid in the middle of the gymnasium floor, arms and legs wide open as you stared at the ceiling. Why were you even here? You didn't play a sport, the school gym was to play sports
Your phone vibrated and buzzed just beside your fingertips, the screen lighting up and turning off over and over again. Someone was calling you, your phone was the only sound you could hear in the huge space you laid in
Why did you come to the gym? You could've went to the art classroom and relax there, you painted so that would make more sense wouldnt it?
You sighed and stood up, grabbing your phone at the same time. You slid your phone in your pocket and walked to the exit but then someone had already slammed the door open
"Y/n!!" Kurina yelled, her voice echoing in the gym
You stood there, eyes half lidded in boredom. As your hands rested comfortably in your pockets "Why are you in the gym?" She asks, a little confused and you shrugged your shoulders "Why would I know that?" Kurina gives you an 'are you serious?' Look
It made more sense for Kurina to be here, she played volleyball after all. Volleyball is stupid, it's just about scrambling to your feet to avoid the ball from dropping to the floor, just what type of childish game was that?
And soccer was stupid too, who would actually have fun with kicking a ball? Kicking it into a goal?
Basketball is stupid, dribbling balls and throwing them around
Dodgeball is stupid... Tennis... Badminton...
Every sport is stupid, if you want to gain muscle why not just work out? Working out is so much more fun than playing sports isn't it?
Kurina yawns and walks past you, into the storage room. She was probably gonna take this as her chance to play around with a volleyball.
You blinked a few times, staring at the shiny wooden floor. Sports were stupid..
You heard a loud snapping noise and the sound of a ball slamming against the floor and you looked over your shoulder, eyes widening when you saw Kurina practice something about volleyball
She placed her feet far apart from each other, her shoes squeaked and it look like they were stuck to the floor. She tossed the ball high into the air with one hand and she jumped. Bending one of her arms and the other straight towards the front. The ball falls and it's like time stopped when it reached kurina's fingertips
Kurina's eyes were so fixated on the ball that it was like she was in a video game and she was aiming at something, her eyes were wide and her lips seperated from each other. And with a split of a second, the ball goes flying towards the wall a large distance away from Kurina. She did that, with just a smack to the ball
How did she make it go so high when usually, smacking the ball like that would send it straight downwards?
She lands to her feet and screams "that felt so good!!" She runs up to you and shows you her bright red hand that she used to slap the ball "are you insane? You just slapped the ball very hard, what's so good about that?" You asked her with a glare, annoyed by her stupid antics
There was a sparkle in her eyes "it hurt so badly!! But it felt so good!!"
"That was a good jump serve!!" She squeals and you felt your blood boiling, not because of anger but because— you wanted to be as excited as her, did it really feel that good? Would it make you that happy?
You wondered, if you could jump like her. If you could focus on the ball like her, could you do that? Excitement bubbled in your stomach
"Can I... can I try?" You asked, a little hesitant. Kurina's eyes widen and she looks at you "I thought you thought sports were stupid?" Your eyebrow twitched "they are stupid!! I just want to try!!"
She grinned and gave you the ball she just used, pressing it against your palm "The ball.. you can hit it as hard as you can" she kept her gaze on the ball as she spoke "That's why, the stinging feels so good. Because it's a sign that you hit the ball hard enough" She looks at you
"You.. you're very strong, and very..angry, this ball" you looked at the ball and sweatdropped
"You can release all your anger on it, all that built up frustration will turn into excitement as long as it's this ball you use."
A/N I might start writing a Sakusa kyoomi x reader fic... I'm letting you guys choose the readers personality \(^ヮ^)/
A) boring, goody two shoes, smart, easily angered
B) flirtatious, loud, smiley, hardly gets pissed off , dumb
C) crybaby, sensitive, yet still stern at some moments
D) bubbly, nice, extroverted and hardworking
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