her tale

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Breath...

In....

Out....

No need to panic.

Watch as the ball flys in the air and cuts a way to you.

But... A little off.

All you need to do is reach over and...

Crack

Damn, you broke your ankle, and need to get surgery done. What a shame.

Outside, there's your team worried and sad.

If this operation fails, you wont walk ever again. Though if it works, you'll walk and everything will be fine. Well, almost...

You wont be able to play volleyball.

At least not properly.

All you have to do is cooperate.

You deserve this.

Right?

I mean you where the one who thought you could keep playing through the pain...

You didn't even win.
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"Im sorry.."

"Y.... Y\N! YOUR OKAY!" the captain says joyfully.

Still looking down you sense the team coming closer to you.

Your shaking shoulders that where slouched slightly finally come up to allow your eyes to be seen.

And there was a face your team hadn't seen since your last lost.

Tears dancing their way down your cheeks and slipping off your chin where they all meat.

Your choked sobs are heard echoing off the gym walls and out the windows that where open slightly.

"Im so so sorry.. I screwed up, so bad that now i cant even play. And now the third years don't get another chance to win cause of me.." the h/c haired girl said in-between sobs, while slowly falling to the ground.

As shocked as the girls where, they couldn't help but slowly begin to cry as well. The coach and looked away, along with the male manager.

Sadness​, anger, frustration, irritation. All Those said emotions where felt by the girls and even in the air.

After y/n explained  the situation of her ankle, she left, slowly and soon full out sprinting to her mansion like home.

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For the rest of her years in middle school she was forced to practice​ and learn about the arts. Dance, singing, acting, instrumental. All those things she didn't necessarily  have interest in, she had to learn, and soon she became a puppet to her father.

Since she found out she not only exceeded in volleyball, she became a money maker to her father, he could care less about her choice in the past. All he wanted was her to accept her fate in the preference department.

But... When she made her choice to attended karusono instead of ouran he gave her the cold shoulder. And kicked her out of his home. And left her to live with her cousin haruhi.

This is the tale of a girl named y/n fujioka. And how she somehow gain the hearts of odd male volleyball players and good looking rich males, and a couple females of course.

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Name: y/n fujioka

Hight: 158' cm

Appearance: someone of a small structure and big eyes, shes nothing to much, h/c hair and e/c eyes, quite normal looking.

Personality: she has five modes.

Mom mode, coach mode, normal mode, host mode and game mode.

Mom mode is, well, motherly. Mostly shown when worried or being helpful.

Coach mode is very aggressive, and ambitious, only appears when coaching or watching her team play volleyball.

Normal mode can be very relaxed and lazy, her everyday personality.

Host mode will be very flirty and koi, the only way to get her out of this mode is to activate one of the others.

And game mode, can only be seen when shes participating in something she loves. Her most attractive mode because you can see a fire burning in her eyes and how happy she is. All attention seems to just land on her form when shes like this.

As a apart time job, she works at a cosplay cafe. Shes hardly needed because the cafe is very popular and has many employees.

Well, now that you know yourself, lets get going with the story, yeah?

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