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[kidou yuuto/jude sharp x reader insert]
A former soccer player managed to land herself in the hands of Raimon Jr. High school, only the school year is nearly skidding...
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
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⇢˚⋆ ✎ ˎˊ- " your p.o.v "
I stared my eyes down at Endou's hand, suddenly taken aback by his wide grin splattered across his lips. My {E/C} eyes first examined his broad smile, then dropped back at his glove, which was painted with dirt and some skid marks, which I assumed were from catching soccer balls. This lead me to the conclusion that he was the goalkeeper for Inazuma Japan...
That's it! I saw him on T.V once! If he's here, then that can only mean . . . !
Don't think about it! About him! Not now! I shook my head a little before I could begin overthinking myself, but luckily I snapped myself out of my small trance, realizing I've just been standing there in a stiff position, looking vacantly at Endou's white, thick glove for who knows how long.
I probably looked stupid, but there's no turning back now. I blinked, trying to summon myself up again, my slightly-parted lips quickly morphing into a tiny smile, grabbing the simpering boy's hand to shake.
It was dirty, but who cares? I needed to wash my hands later anyways, since lunch was pretty soon. I felt the leftover stains on his goalkeeper glove painting the palm of my hand, Endou had soon also realized it was still filthy, quickly jerking his hand back, beginning to bow his head down multiple times, apologizing sincerely. He held a soccer ball with his free arm, being catious not to drop it when doing so.
"Gomenesai! Gomenesai! I didn't know it was still dirty!" Endou kept expressing his regret for shaking your hand without noticing, I could only guess that's how his personality was, a happy-go-lucky guy who seemed to care more about others more than himself.
I also started to feel bad that he had the need to apologize, tilting my head to the side just a bit, giving him a crooked smile, sweat-dropping.
"No, no! Daijobu. Really!" I spoke to him, forgiving him instantly. After my acceptance of his apology was heard, Endou stood straight up, readjusting the soccer ball that laid on his waist. To my surprise, he flashed another smile towards me promptly without missing a beat. I could only return the grin, only to remember that there's a full group of boys standing in front of me, inspecting the both of us silently.
