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Y/N'S BODY SCRAPED ALONG THE concrete of the half-pipe with a shredding pain so intense she let out a yell of pain that would certainly draw attention to her if people hadn't already noticed.
Her eyes fell closed, the heavy lids screaming at her to not open them, not face the blood-smeared limbs she was sure awaited her when she faced the results of the accident.
Guess I'll have some bruises tomorrow.
"Ah, Koushi!" a vaguely familiar, but frustratingly unplaceable, young voice cried. "Come here, that girl I ran over fell off the ramp!"
Y/N would've been tempted to make a sarcastic comment if it wasn't that, a) she was in a serious amount of pain, and, b) she was pretty sure the speaker was the younger skateboarder who's brother (Koushi?) had yelled at him for being careless on the half-pipe.
Rushing footsteps approached her, and someone asked, way too loudly for if they'd been standing over her, "Holy shit, are you alright?"
Y/N flew upwards, spooked by the sudden noise, and almost whacked her helmet into the skull of ... a cute boy her age.
He had the same hair as the kid, a cute mess of silver falling into warm hazel eyes filled with concern. He definitely seemed to be around seventeen just like her.
