Sweat tickled down his cheek as he dribbled the ball towards the hoop. In one moment, he was midway through the field, in the next, he flew to the net to hit the ball home.
Puffs of breath came out in an uneven rhythm, uneven like his thoughts at that moment.
No, Taehyung cannot let this happen. His chaotic mind was not allowing him to create definite thoughts, except for perfect shots in the net.
It felt like a photograph focusing on one point only, his surroundings seemed blurry, but his view of the basketball hoop was as clear as ever.
He must win the next match.
~
JE LEEST
Gift || Kim Taehyung [ON HOLD]
FanfictieNothing could compare to his love for basketball. But someone will begin to shine bright in both his basketball life and his personal life. ----------------- Taehyung ff.
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