⋆ ˚ ｡▐ 𝚰𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏.
❝ I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE BAMBI. I'M IN
DEEP FOR YOU. ❞ ━━━ KAEDE HAYASHI
𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐓𝚰.
Daughter of David and Boipelo Moetti. The media calls her the "Mantra Ray". She's used to being under fame'...
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KAEDE | HAYASHI
"MAYBE YOU REMIND her of an ex or someone she doesn't feel comfortable or safe around."
Despite being on my way to speak to Coach Noah this morning, my thoughts circled around Neo's words from last week. I had plenty of other things to be focused on, yet my mind kept drawing back to Odette.
What was responsible for the discomfort she felt around me?
I knew next to nothing about her, so it just sent my head round and round. A bully, an old friend, a stranger, a classmate, an ex? I'd practically just learnt her full name so the possibility of me working out who it was, was slim-to-none. And even if I did, what could I do? How could I prove that I was nothing like them? That I was someone she could trust?
If she'd ever trusted me that is. Yeah, before she'd started avoiding me, she'd granted me smiles unlike anything I'd been gifted before— but I knew from experience that looks could be deceiving. Maybe she'd put up with me until it'd gotten too much for her and she'd left. I frowned as an all-too familiar Spanaird appeared in my mind at the similar outcome before shaking my head.
I need to get my mind straight before I talk to Coach.
The trip to the basketball court was long enough for me to — partially — pull myself together at least. His office was attached to the court and looked like another storage room from the outside, unless you spotted the 'Coach' plaque on the door. It made talking to him or leaving a message much easier. I could leave something on his desk or get to him faster than an email, especially if I was on the court already.
The door was currently half-open but I still rapped my knuckles on the surface. I waited for him to say I could enter before making my way inside.
"Why didn't you come straight on in?"
Coach Noah was sat at his wooden desk further on into the nicely-sized room. A slight smile sat on his bearded face once he realised it was me.
"It's more respectful to knock Sir." I closed the door after myself, eyes grazing the office.
I hadn't been in here much before I became Captain so there was always something new that caught my eye when I visited. The office was dark-themed with a wall full of books on basketball and techniques. The one opposite held photos of each captain since the team had started the tradition of taking captain pictures. It meant Sang-Hun was the newest addition and mine would be in the captain's office for the rest of my term.
Noah let out a bark of a laugh that lifted his lips higher. "Glad to see you're the same as ever, even now you're captain."
My face warmed.
"What are you doing standing up?" He gestured to the empty seat before me with a smile that told me he'd noticed. "Come and sit down."
I shucked off my bag from shoulder and followed his instruction.
