[COMPLETED]
(Book #1 of 'The Clever Series')
There couldn't be two people more different than each other, but there couldn't be two people more alike, as well.
Perceptive eyes that notice everything.
Battle of wits, with intense romance.
But what...
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"I don't... understand," said Atsumu, as he hesitated using the right word to sum up his confusion.
How is this an upgrade?
"It's my new Plan A!" she exclaimed happily.
"Plan A?" asked Atsumu, befuddled at the sudden turn of her mood.
I thought she would be more gloomy now that she can't play something she was good at...
"Yes! Look, even though we were a really good team in Junior High, and I was the best defensive midfielder of my age, I don't feel that sad about not playing anymore. Somewhere in the midst of my therapy sessions, I realised that I wasn't always going to play the sport for life. It's fun, and it's competitive, but it's not my full potential," she said, sounding more sure, her eyes gleaming determinedly.
He cocked his head to the left, gazing into her eyes, checking if she was only saying this to make herself feel better about the (sort of) tragic turn of events in her life.
She lifted her chin up slightly, and inhaled while she bore back into his own eyes.
"Look, I know yips is a major deal, but this injury really ended up changing my entire life. Tomorrow, I may recover from it, but there is a very high chance that I might even have a relapse! There is no sure-fire way of knowing that I've been completely cured.
"Even if the doctors and my therapists give me the green signal, I'm just not comfortable with that thought. I'm not comfortable with taking the risk, jeopardising my future on the basis of one single passion I have among many other. I'm just not a gambler!
"I want to have a job, and I have a career in mind. Being a part of the Student Council is the first step towards that goal. Heck, even being the treasurer was pre-planned, and I'm so grateful I have achieved what I wanted so.
"If everything else works out, it'll be perfect. Even if it doesn't, I am assured that I've opened enough new doors to know that I'll have a choice later on if I need to. So yea... I couldn't be happier about the turn of events.
"The only thing I struggle with is the memory of the pain I felt when my knee was injured." She pulled her blanket down, removed her left knee pad, to reveal an angry red scar running vertically across her kneecaps.
Atsumu took a sharp intake of breath.
"How come we never saw it before?" he asked.
"Atusmu, make up and pantyhose can do wonders to hide any scars," she drawled.
"Noted," he said, thoroughly looking at her injury.
That looks terrible. That must have hurt like a bitch...
"Are you really okay with it? With not playing anymore?" he asked.
"Not anymore? I'm not dying Atsumu, I'll play for fun later on. When - if I get over my fear of the pain," she said, shrugging and looking down at her lap, letting out a soft sigh as the gloom visibly covered her visage again.
"Hey, look at me," he said.
She looks up to see him wearing the softest smile, and the kindest of expressions in his eyes.
And then he opened up a tiny part of his heart, that he kept hidden from her for the longest time.
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A/N: this is short I know, but it's meant to focus on just this much. The next update is coming soon!
