Second-grade teenage girl waited patiently in the library for students of her school will go out. A few minutes ago the last ring, meaning the school had ended and now people went on after-school activities, detentions, or anything else. But the much bigger part is just happily going back home, after a tired day of school. She found herself again in a part of the school - which is her favorite - like always, day in day, waiting for students decreased, so she could without pushing through people go to her little locker like everyone to change boots. As she did it, this time thinking of today's accident with a boy. A boy named Hiura Kirina.
Thinking about him, she thought he was cute. Maybe she could potentially make him a friend. It will be happy for her to maybe have finally talked to. But who knows? She knew his name and that's all. She's not that desperate to find him in this huge school. Perhaps when they meet again, she could try to befriend him. As she finally changed her shoes, something touched her foot, looking down she saw a football. Deciding to pick it up, a voice startled her a bit.
"I'm sorry! The ball slipped from my hands", a cheerful boy with a little bit of apologetic tune spoke. [Y/n] turned to the boy, a little shy, trying to not look at him, as she was still looking at the ball.
"It's okay, nothing happened", she slowly gave him the football.
"Thanks! I'm really sorry again", the boy nervously laughed, as he took the ball from her.
As she passes the item, [Y/n] bravely decides to look up the boy. One of the first things that stood out for her was his smile, it was pure and happy. Smile contagious you could say. Second, was the orange headband around his head and brow hair. Shaking her head softly and waving her hands that nothing had happened, a shy smile residents on her lips.
"Don't worry about it", she bowed her head a bit, as she was about to turn around to the exit the boy's voice made her stop.
"My name is Endou Mamoru!", he excitedly points himself with his thumb, his smile even wider than before, "What's your name?"
Surprised she looked at the cheerful boy - now known as Endou Mamoru - answered, "[L/n] [Y/n]."
"Well [L/n]-san, it's nice to meet you!", Endou exclaimed joyfully, raising his hand to shake with the female in front of him.
The heroine recovering from her shook, stared at the brown-haired boy's hand and thought, 'Just maybe it's a sign that I can finally a find friend' , on that thought she visibly smiled softy, and she shook his hand - not knowing how it affected the boy -, "Me too Endou-San."
Endou Mamoru never thought about kisses, love, or holding hands with a girl. He has fangirls (even fanboys) around the school, actually the whole of Japan, and maybe around the world, however, he never was interested in romantic relationships. He is a soccer freak, thinking only about soccer, but this time something sprouts in him. Her hands were soft and small like it was made perfectly for his hand. An emotion he isn't aware of, although he was pleased with how it made him feel, yet turned bad when they disconnected their hands.
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Koi No Yokan [Yandere Inazuma Eleven x Reader AU]
FanfictionKoi No Yokan /ko-ee no to-kan/ Japanese Noun The extraordinary sense upon first meeting someone, that you will one day fall in love ❁ ☆ ❁ But is it a normal love? Cover and banners by Me