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THE NEXT DAY, THE WEATHER WAS CLEAR AND SUNNY. The air was hot but the windy chill that continued to blow through cooled off the students. Oikawa stared out the window during last period, watching the leaves on the trees move swiftly.
Guilt weighed on his shoulders. He wanted to turn in his seat to apologize to y/n, but for some reason he didn't. He knew he was in the wrong, but y/n seemed she didn't want anything to do with him in the first place. So he figured he'd keep his distance.
But...
he really wanted to see her skate again.
The final bell rang, students shifting in their seats to gather their materials, and murmuring to their friends in excitement. "Alright, class dismissed! See you all tomorrow!" Oikawa's homeroom teacher, Mr.Yato, announced.
As soon as Mr.Yato freed the students, y/n quickly stood up from her chair, slinging her school bag over her shoulder. She brushed past Oikawa's desk, her intense attitude oozing out of her as she strutted away.
Oikawa gazed up at her, watching her walk away in what felt like slow motion. Her skirt and hair flowed behind her gracefully, her dark skin shimmering. Huh...Everything she does is graceful. Is that how every figure skater is?
