*Heavy Angst/Vile topics Warning*
In a chance encounter at a convenience store, Y/n, a young girl from a wealthy family crosses paths with Michael Kaiser, a boy caught in the throes of poverty. Despite her sister Vespera's behavior towards him, Y/n...
"I know, right? You've never seen someone as handsome as me." -Michael Kaiser
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The next day, Y/n made her way to the boys' dorm room to check up on them. She knocked on the door, but there was no response. Concerned, she gently pushed it open and found the room empty. Faint sounds from the bathroom caught her attention, and she cautiously approached.
"Ness, hurry up," Michael's voice floated out from the slightly ajar bathroom door.
Y/n peeked inside to see Ness carefully cutting Michael's hair and dyeing the ends a light blue. She gasped, unable to hide her surprise.
"You're cutting your hair? Why? " she exclaimed, stepping into the doorway.
Michael turned slightly, catching her eyes in the mirror. "Morning, Y/n. I'm tired of my hair. It kept getting in my face."
Y/n crossed her arms, a mix of amusement and exasperation on her face. "You could have told me. I didn't recognize you for a second."
Michael smirked. "That's the point. A fresh start."
Ness grinned as he snipped the last lock. "Almost done. Just a little more blue."
When Ness finished, he turned the chair around to reveal Michael's new hairstyle. Y/n laughed, noticing the little rat tail at the back.
"You look adorable," she said, her voice filled with genuine amusement.
Michael blushed but quickly covered it with his usual arrogance . "I know, right? You've never seen someone as handsome as me."
Y/n rolled her eyes playfully. "Alright, Mr. Handsome. Time to head to practice."
The trio headed downstairs to the field. Y/n stood aside with Noa, diligently recording information about each boys performance. Her eyes often drifted to Michael, admiring his skill on the field. His focus, precision, and athleticism were captivating.
He scored a goal with a powerful kick and turned around, smirking at Y/n. She shook her head, smiling back at him, their connection clear to everyone there.
"He's quite the player," Noa remarked, who was watching him with a critical eye.
"Yes, he is," Y/n agreed, jotting down notes.
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