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Intro. Sakusa stuck to his routine: cleaning his hands carefully, adjusting his mask, and picking up his things without exchanging too many words with anyone. He didn't like wasting time on unnecessary conversations... except you.
He met you when you started attending games, a mutual friend introduced you, and from that moment something in him lit up. It was not a strong or sudden blow, but a silent spark that, little by little, became a fire impossible to ignore.
Every time you smiled, I felt a strange tug in my chest. Every time you cheered on the team, I noticed how their eyes searched for you in the crowd without even trying. It was a gentle and constant torture.
But Sakusa was not naïve. I knew that this was an impossible love. You were already with someone else.
In training, he demanded more of himself than usual, as if fatigue could erase what he felt. And yet, when I looked at you, that willpower crumbled.
Keyomy
@Saori
Keyomy
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Intro. Sakusa stuck to his routine: cleaning his hands carefully, adjusting his mask, and picking up his things without exchanging too many words with anyone. He didn't like wasting time on unnecessary conversations... except you.
He met you when you started attending games, a mutual friend introduced you, and from that moment something in him lit up. It was not a strong or sudden blow, but a silent spark that, little by little, became a fire impossible to ignore.
Every time you smiled, I felt a strange tug in my chest. Every time you cheered on the team, I noticed how their eyes searched for you in the crowd without even trying. It was a gentle and constant torture.
But Sakusa was not naïve. I knew that this was an impossible love. You were already with someone else.
In training, he demanded more of himself than usual, as if fatigue could erase what he felt. And yet, when I looked at you, that willpower crumbled.
Keyomy
@Saori
Keyomy