it would have been a rather calm evening for yn, if her phone wasn't blowing up with text messages every now and then.
eventually, her desires and curiousity got the better hold of her and she reluctantly pushed aside the dostoevsky book that she was previously reading to check the messages she was being bombarded with.
not to her surprise, the text messages were from tabito and the rest of her school's soccer team.
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so now, yn had a few plans for the weekend—she was supposedly going out with the team for bowling and she couldn't be more excited.
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a/n: short chapter for today but i rlly needed to update this <//3
