First little 1k writing thing! I don't know what to call this...but either way...IT'S FOR MY 1k THING
Legit all this idea and stuff was from NiteyTVStation so uhm...GO PRAISE HIM <_< Like rain down compliments onto him, DROWN HIM IN THEMMM OWO""
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Bruno's POV
There was an upcoming game and I was practicing alone of the soccer field. With no concerns I just kicked the ball as hard as possible, random test of strength really.
Kicking the ball it flew quickly through the air and I watched as it headed in the direction of someone...oh sh- "WATCH OUT!" I yelled in the person's direction only for them to look over at me confused.
"DUCK." They continue staring until the ball hits them dead on the head and I watch as the person's figure fall. Whoops...
I ran over to the person and once I saw them I saw it was Yi-Sun Shin...whoops, I guess it's better that I'm older than him, so he can't beat me to a bloody pulp...but the dude can glare daggers.
"H-hey, I'm sorry about that." I smiled awkwardly and held out a hand for him. He continues to glare at me and ignores my hand getting up himself unsteadily.
I held onto him so he wouldn't fall back over, which my kind gestures only earn a glare. He rips his arms away and holds the right side of his head.
His cheeks are tinted pink, did the soccer ball hit him that hard??? And in the head??? Whoops, again... "Hey, how about I get you some ice? Then some food, everyone likes food! I'm really sorry about this..."
He stares at me blankly, "No, I'm fine."
"Oh come on, you almost fell over trying to stand up. Let's go, I feel bad, now I'm not taking any 'but's I want to give you an I'm-Sorry-For-Basically-Knocking-Your-Head-Off apology treat." I grab his arm and start dragging him behind me as he tries twisting away.
Soccer training isn't just in the legs!
Yi-Sun Shin's POV
I was getting some fresh air until my moment of peace was abruptly ended.
A soccer ball hit me dead on the right side of my head and I fell with just the force it had. Who in the name???
When I opened my eyes Bruno hovered over me, oh, the soccer super star...he held his hand out to help me up and I glared at him. He's way too good looking and he basically almost de-headed me. But him looming over me made him look awfully like some sort of angel...no, god.
I hated these thoughts and glared at him feeling as it's perfectly logical to blame him for these thoughts and feelings.
Getting up I almost fell face first and he supported me before I could tip over. I felt my cheeks heat up, quickly I ripped myself away from his muscular arms.
The pain in my head hit me hard and I put my hand over the area the ball hit me. Ughhh, this hurts like hell.
He started offering to take me out as an apology. Does he think food heals a concussion??
Even after my objections he persists on and grabs me forcefully by the arm, can I file this as a kidnapping? Assault and harassment for sure though.
Trying to twist away was impossible, his grip on my arm was firm, yet it didn't hurt even in my moment of struggling to twist away.
His grip was gentle and I started heating up as I stared at his bare arms.
Stop it! Stop it!
Averting my gaze, I looked ahead and saw he was just dragging me to a convenience store.
