chroniclesOfAstral
The boy loved Beyblade.
He loved the rush of a perfectly spun launch, the way the stadium buzzed when two tops collided, and how the smallest victories made his heart leap. Every match was an adventure, and every spin felt like a tiny triumph.
The girl loved watching him.
She cheered the loudest from the sidelines, always with a small smile that made his grin widen even more. After practice, she stayed behind to help him pack up, handed him water when he forgot, and quietly laughed whenever he tripped over his own feet in his excitement.
"Watch it, Val-don't launch it into the wall again!" she called, though her voice was more amused than annoyed.
The boy barely looked up. "It's fine! I was... uh... testing spin angles!" he said, completely unaware that his launcher had nearly bounced off the table.
She shook her head, suppressing a giggle. "You really are hopeless sometimes," she said softly.
He grinned, completely oblivious to the way her eyes followed him whenever he moved. "That's why you need me, Himeko! Who else would show them how it's done?"
The girl laughed quietly, shaking her head.
The boy grinned, completely unaware, and she couldn't help but smile back.
this is the story of there simple blooming love and their battles and challenges.
Note
=> I don't own beyblade burst
=>none of the art own is mine
=> the first few chapters may not be good but I promise to improve
hope you enjoy reading my story