This took a very long time to write because I was kind of lost. So anyway, this chapter is longer than the previous ones due to extra background stories and all. There's also revelations on the mysterious person. I will probably take a break from Rainbow Drops, I kind of used up my ideas for it, for now. Give me a week or two before the next update. In the meantime, expect updates on Dreams of Life and My Dignified Imouto~
Pairings : GOMxOCxOthers(?)
Warnings : OC inserts in canon. Mostly non-canon.———————————————————
Winter Cup preliminaries are fast approaching. Seirin is training hard with the remaining times they have to improve if they want to beat the Generation of Miracles and be the number one in Japan.
The Kaijō-Tōō match certainly ignites the fires within the members as they are determined to get stronger by winter.
Riko arranged for a practice match with one of the school participating in the Inter-High preliminaries. It wasn't a particularly strong school, and Seirin beats them 72 to 65.
Using the club's fund, Riko took the team to a nearby family restaurant to replenish their nutritions.
Kagami is struggling to eat using his left hand holding the chopsticks, only to fail miserably. Nigō has the fortune for more food in his jaw with every pieces the redhead dropped.
"Damn it!" Kagami cried in exasperation, his fingers twitching in frustration. Riko told him that the quickest way to master the use of his left hand is by substituting it for his dominant hand daily, which is just plainly difficult.
From 2 seats of where the redhead sat, Yuki snickered. "What's that, Kagami? If you can't even do that, how are you going to handle a ball?" she asked playfully.
Kagami didn't disappoint. He furiously glared at her, almost breaking his chopsticks. "It's freaking hard! You try it!" he provoked.
What Kagami didn't expect is Yuki's meaningful smirk. She lifts her chopsticks with her left hand, and grabs the little piece of fries like it's no big deal at all. So different from his desperate, almost pitiful attempts.
Obviously, Kagami was gaping like a fish while the guys are dumbstruck. Yuki can feel their gazes filled with respect at her little display as she continued to eat with a proud smile and impeccable table manners.
Seeing Yuki wasn't about to talk anytime soon, Riko sighed. "...As an aspiring pianist since young age, Yuki has long mastered the use of her left hand." she explained, rubbing her temple. "In short, Yuki is ambidextrous."
That's certainly news for the team. After all, the half-Japanese girl rarely talks about herself. For a basketball team with ambitious guys striving for victories over the Generation of Miracles by trainings that left them dry, only topics revolving around basketball are discussed.
On a side note, Yuki has been an ambidextrous for as long as she can remember. If someone were to ask her of her dominant hand, she would probably answer both. How is she to know which one, if she's been using both all her life?
"Are you good, Yuki?" Hyuuga asked curiously. His brow raised as he eyed the younger girl.
At this, Yuki only scratched her cheek bashfully, lightly tinted in pink. "I'm not that great, yet, Hyuuga-niisan.. I'm still learning."
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