for lovers who hesitate、k.sakusa

one

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december — first snow.

despite the cold, chilly weather, the clashing of epée swords was heard from the gymnasium 3– where fencers practiced at itachiyama institute.

the fencing team is one of the best, along with the volleyball team, because there were you and sakusa kiyoomi; he was the ace of his team, you were the anchor.

yet you were never friends with him. rather, you're just acquaintances who acknowledge each other's skills and sportsmanship but if you had the chance to confabulate with him, you'd grasp it.

"good work, everyone! l/n, i need to speak to you. come to the office." you take your headgear off, wiping off some sweat rolling off your forehead down to the side of your face as you shake hands with your teammate.

"nice match," you smiled at your teammate and proceeded to the coach's office. "coach?" you asked, opening the door. "this'll take less than a minute, don't worry." you slowly nodded.

"you were invited to the all-japan youth camp, along with two more volleyball players." a smile gradually curled up on your lips, "congrats, l/n. i knew you had the skills to do it." you bowed at your coach and turned your heel.

exiting the office, you couldn't contain your big, excited smile as you attempted to cover it using your epée sword in your hand.

it felt surreal when your coach announced that you were invited— it felt like it was just yesterday.

yet now, you're walking towards the ajinomoto national training center, where athletes train for the olympics, under wintry conditions.

you pulled up your scarf wrapped around your neck for more warmth as you noticed a boy your age wearing your school's tracksuit along with a green scarf and face mask stop in front of another boy.

you couldn't hear what they were conversing about— it was none of your business anyway. quietly walking past the two boys, sakusa heard your quiet footsteps and glanced in your direction.

your hair was dancing along the cool breeze as you walked towards the entrance door, the keychains on your backpack waving back and forth but he took note of the hand sanitizer hanging on your bag.

noticing the school's tracksuit you wore, he bear in mind that it was you; the top 1 high school fencer in japan that itachiyama boasts about.

he has never told nor admitted to anyone, not even to his cousin, but he had always wanted to talk to you because, in his eyes, you were a very remarkable person who had piqued his interest.

aside from the small exchange of greetings during photo shoots at school, maybe during all-japan youth camp, you'd be able to converse and even become friends with sakusa kiyoomi.