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"hey, you losing focus?" A black haired, rather small and handsome boy asked the one that was staring from a distance with insistance. "Yeosang ?" The boy calls out once again, this time stepping in front of his friend's view.

"Oh god!" Yeosang reacted with a fake shock of horror upon seeing his friend's face up so close. "what?" He continues, the other one mockingly repeated the words with an exaggerated expression before rolling his eyes.

"Coach has been screaming your name to get on the field, you stupid fucker." fuck. Yeosang thought before rushing over to the older man standing with crossed arms.
"I'm sorry. I didn't hear.."
"Wooyoung tried to tell you multiple times, i saw." The man interrupted Yeosang, sternly staring down at him.

crap... he isn't letting this go.

"I'm sorry i wasn't paying attention. It won't happen again, coach." He bowed down, his hands both behind his back. It almost looked like he was at a military camp for a moment.

-for a moment-

"Coach Han, can i interrupt for a second?" Yeosang could recognize this voice anywhere, with his head still down bowing, his eyes shifted to the girl talking. Well, he could actually only stare at her shoes.

"What is it, Serim?" Only her name could make Yeosang straighten up his back knowing his coach would scold him even more.
He wanted to catch a glance of her.
"Miss Kim called for you, there's a reunion in a few minutes." The coach looked back at Yeosang, took a deep breath then nodded. "Alright, thank you."

Serim, feeling like it would be awkward to walk back into the school along the coach, waited until he was a bit more far. "Hey!" Yeosang tilted his head in her direction with a joyful smile. "Coach doesn't usually attend reunions, does he?" Serim turned to him, with her usual rather bland expression, that Yeosang would brag to his friends about to be 'the pretty ice queen'.

"I know." The blond answered. "So... why did he get called in this time?" He asked, frowning his eyebrows in the most adorable way any basket player of the university could offer. Serim simply turned to Wooyoung, pointing at him. "Oh!" Yeosang clapped his hands together.

"Woo asked you to get me out of this?" She nodded, yet again answering without using her voice. Shame. He wanted to hear her more. He didn't have that many opportunities, no one really did. She wasn't the talkative type. "Won't you get in trouble for this?" He tried another attempt.

"No. It's a teachers reunion after all, isn't it? He might be a coach, he's still a teacher." Yeosang smiled, immediately agreeing with her, she could have said anything, he would agree in a flash. That, everyone knew.

"Are you not... going on the field?" She asked, looking over at his teammates who stopped their activities, only to stare at them giddy and giggly about the twos interaction. "Oh..." Yeosang rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "We are... taking a break. You know, since coach left." Quick. Say something before she leaves!

"the team is having a celebration dinner tonight, wanna come?" fuck. that wasn't it. i screwed up.

The ballerina seemed to think for a moment, "I don't think it's my place to. thank you tough." she bowed, awfully respectful to Yeosang's perspective who badly wanted to be closer to her.

"I think i should.."
"Oh, it's fine i just wanted..." Yeosang stopped talking realizing he had spoken over her. She smiled turning her head away for a moment. It gave Yeosang a warm and nervous knock in his stomach.

She smiled.

"My bad." He smiled staring at her hoping to get another glance of a different expression others had not seen. "I just wanted to invite you because you helped for the team's funding last year." He explained handing her his jacket. It was a green letterman jacket, the logo of their university was printed on the back in black along with yeosang's name and number. Although, being the captain of the team, his name 'Y' was colored in gold. "We probably wouldn't have this if it wasn't for you."

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