A JhoBea FANFICTION. I remember watching a game- an intense one. I remember hearing loud cheers (even jeers) from a crowd of dark blue and green. I remember cursing for being too excited. But if there's one thing that's not quite clear: how did I get here? What made me come to such an occasion. And then I hear a whistle, she was right there- as I try to remember- throwing the ball up in the air. She was about to hit and throw it to the other side. Now I must remember- how did I come to love this place of hers. AN: So I was lurking around the internet and found this fandom of shippers. Let me give this a try. Please give it a try, Shipper. :)
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