" 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧
𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. "
Recovering from an alcoholic and abusive father that scarred her for life, Y/N developed major trust issues, fear of interac...
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"YEP! Of course it'll work better if only I had another person who can battle me—*dramatic gasp* Gabe would be perfect for th—"
"Hm, not bad. But I think I can take you on instead."
'Hey wait....I recognize that voice.'
"Shu?" Akio gasped, jumping back. After her moment of shock, she quickly moved her feet and ran to the front of the door which lead to the backyard, inviting in the male with pearly white locks. "What are you doing here at my house?"
"You challenged me to a match," he hummed. "didn't you?"
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
"Shu! Shu! Shu!" A high-pitched voice chirped not far from the BeyClub. "Hey~! Over here! Look at me!"
"Are you talking to—oh...Akio." He turned to face her fully, direct attention. Did you need something?"
It didn't even take her long to press the star button on her pouch. The familiar salmon-shaded bey popped out like an explosion from a bubble, landing perfectly into the palm of her dominant right hand with a smug smirk.
"I, The Akio Namazaki, challenge you to a match!"
"I'm sorry, but—"
"What is the problem?" She questioned, ready to stoop low as to provoke the prodigy blader for a practice match in which she'll treasure. "Scared? Lost your edge? Terrified to lose to me? I bet you turned chicken, Shu Kurenai!"
"..."
He shouldn't have.
But something about her just ticked him off.
"You're on."
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
Y/N just blinked at her best friend who recalled what happened the other day. The nerve this girl has—it's unbelievable!
