CHAPTER ONE
𝐂 𝐎 𝐆 𝐈 𝐓 𝐎
𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 I hit it . . .
ONE STEP, two steps, three steps, stop.
Her legs shake, she shivers but she's not hill. She's nervous, she is everytime she sees him. She sighs, her breath lost in the icy air of that early winter.One step, two steps, three steps, she doesn't stop. Four, five, six. The gym is right in front of her. She doesn't know why, but the entrance seems huge, almost colossal.
She extends an hand, a strip of light enlighten her face. The door, finally, opens. The smell of burnt rubber invades her nostrils, the screeching of sneakers fills her ears.
She smiles. The world suddenly gets better.
Then she sees him, rational and patient, in front of the net. Cogito, ergo sum. I think, therefore I am.
He thinks, he is, he does.He wins.
. . . until it breaks I 𝐄𝐍𝐃
𝐄 𝐑 𝐆 𝐎 𝐒 𝐔 𝐌
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SHIVERING LOVE o. tooru's
Short Story18:37 PM MIYAGI you can't have a strategy when you play in the field of love.