«I knew I loved you then. But you'd never know. Because I played it cool when I was scared of letting go. » – Say you won't let go. James Arthur.
I was a dramatic one, my best friend always told me. I was an insecure jealous small boy, and he thought that was amusing.
"Stop it, Sota" I muttered.
And he'd make fun of me after that, until he needed me to help him with math. Or girls.
Sota wouldn't understand. He had a girl. He knew what he wanted. I...
I'm jealous all the time. It's like Shoma's favorite thing to do.
When he talked to a girl. When he talked to a boy. When he ruffled someone else's hair. When he whispered in someone else's ear.
And I was so tired. My head was mess. And when that happened, my skating was a mess too. I was in a rollercoaster. Flying up, falling down, twisting and turning.
"I ruined it"
"No, Shoma. It's okay"
But I wouldn't hear my coach. I was impacted by the crowd, the Senior feeling, that one commentator saying I was 'no challenge for Japan's golden boy'. And I knew it.
And I fell.
I'm not good enough.
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A/N: This one is soo short what.
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