Japan National Finals Pt 2

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TBH, I don't understand why you guys love this book so much XD love you all!~ ❤️

I updated this soon just for you guys~ Also, PLEASE STOP COMMENTING ON BICTURI!!! It's a mistake, as the B is right next to the V and I've typed it so many times that it autocorrects to Bictur now. I want you to pay attention to plot line and not the stupid Grammer mistakes both I and Autocorrect make. 😭😭
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Yuri's POV

Panting.

Sweating.

The pain.

The hurt.

My heart couldn't take it.

Who was this man?

Who was my coach?

I know so little about him now, he seems like a stranger.

Who kicks and spits on defenseless people?

If Victor was attacked first, wouldn't he call the police after he defended himself? He wouldn't continue to beat them...Defenseless people...Would he?

Without realizing it, I was already at Mianko's.

Bursting through the doors bringing in the cool spring air, my shoes slipped off my feet and I ran frantically upstairs.

"Yuri?!" Minako cried out.

Slamming my door shut, I panted heavily and hid in my blanket, scared.

'How will I face Victor now? When I know nothing about him?'
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Victor's POV

I staggered, leaning on the wall.

Looking down my hands, they flashed between bloody ones and the almost clean hands I have now.

The flashback came back and it hit me hard. Crying in pain, my back hit the brick wall to my right and I was instantly consumed.

'He laughed at me.

"Sorry, faggot, I'm not gay. Find another boy toy." He spat while two of his friends shoved me.

Falling back onto my back, I cried out as a jolt of pain shot through my body.

"Teach this homo faggot what his kind is." The boy snickered.

The one I had a crush on.

He turned away and abandoned me, leaving me in the brutal hands of his violent friends.

"Chris!" I cried out, tears falling.

How could he?!
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How long had I been passed out?

I didn't move.

Didn't open my eyes.

My small body was curled up in defense. They were long gone but the pain wasn't.

They were ruthless, kicking, shouting insults, giving no mercy.'

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