05 | mister lebron

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Okaeri┆ ⤿ ⌗

      It was comical, really. The way your snacks almost fell from your hand, the music started becoming nothing but low ringing in your ears, the way Satoru seemed to be frozen in spot upon you barging in,

More importantly, the basketball fell on his head in slow motion.

You weren't sure what to do or say, either ask him why he turned off his infinity or why was he in school so late. You decided you were going to ignore him,

"Hey," he greeted as you were turning the lights on, you didn't reply.

Satoru watched you go inside the small storage room, coming out with a cart for the balls (balls). He huffed when he realised you were still angry at him,

He dribbled a stray basketball on the court, 'if I land this, I'm the most sexiest person walking on earth.' he mentally said before jumping up and shooting the ball in the air,

Before it could hit the hoop another basketball collided with it,

He looked back to see you with a ghost smirk on your face as you threw the stray basketballs into the cart, he wasn't sure if he was supposed to feel relived that you interacted with him or annoyed that you indirectly called him not handsome and sexy,

Whatever, he didn't need a basketball's validation anyway. (He wanted to scream cry and throw up- all in that order).

Deciding that he did needed the basketball's validation, he picked up another one, spinning it in his hand, 'If I make this one I'm the most sexiest, godly, exquisite, ethereal man that has ever walked on earth.' He once again thought,

Before he could even shoot the ball, it was snatched from his hands.

He watched you while gaping, as you threw it inside the cart. He was bewildered, humiliated and invalidated. "What the hell [Y/N]?!"

"Sorry mister LeBron, I have to clean the gym. so move your ass," You said as you stepped on the concrete court surface, walking closer to Satoru. You bent down to grab the ball before it was snatched away,

You sighed while staying in the crouching position, before getting up and touching the ball in his hands, "Give it back, I don't have the energy right now," you tiredly looked up at him while holding you hand out,

He grinned like a cheshire cat and raised the ball higher, "Nope!"

You jumped in order to grasp the ball but he instinctively threw it on the ground as it bounced, before you could steal it he dribbled it away,

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