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❝ CHAPTER FOUR ❞
THE (H/C) HAIRED girl walked along the path just like any other day, the girl was in thought on how to stop feeling warm when she would see the second year setter, that was what she had thought when she had met the boy for the first time.
The tree canopies let the sunlight pass through creating patterns onto the ground as soft chirps of the birds welcomed the coming winter which was not too far away. The summer was fading away into it's own wonders as cool winds taking place instead of the warm loo which blew.
Akaashi's eyes making him try to deceive himself on finding that the girl was a few feet away from her, he had recognized the fuzzy feeling few weeks ago after the coincidental meet of the two in which both took hold of the silence rather than words.
The two were far from what they had thought, calling it a liking wouldn't be a good answer but love could be. The two second-year's were walking in line as silence engulfed the two, it wasn't what they felt it was what one was feeling.
The red hues on [Y/N]'s cheeks spoke a different story while, Akaashi's flustered state another, it was skinny love which was framed by Bokuto when he found about Akaashi's liking to the girl.
He had never thought that being in love with her would come to consequences of other knowing, he thought it was nothing until every second of the day she was the only thing on his mind.
The soft touch of the breeze calmed the two who now were keen on knowing what one has to say, but still to afraid to speak. [Y/N]'s clammy hands could be the witness of the girl's nervous state.
[Y/N]'s red cheeks fading away as she calmed into the wind's touch, she wanted to let the feeling fade because she wasn't so ready to know what love was but he wanted to know what love felt like when you gave your heart to it.
He walked slowly as if in the shadow of the calm girl, his eyes glued to the ground. He knew one had to make a move or both would be rather away from what they felt, his hands trembled but what he did next was a surprise to him as well as the (h/c) haired girl who walked next to him.
The pairs clammy hands held onto each other as blush visible on the faces of the two and the calm wind touching them again as if giggling at the young love.
He did it, is all he could think of ass he walked holding hands with the girl still in silence, the warm feeling growing inside the girl as well as the boy who was visibly flustered and surprised on what he did until he stopped in tracks making her look at him in the eyes.
[Y/N]'s red cheeks turning darker as the soccer player looked into the dark eyes of the setter who himself wasn't ready for what he was about to say.
