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[kidou yuuto/jude sharp x reader insert]
A former soccer player managed to land herself in the hands of Raimon Jr. High school, only the school year is nearly skidding...
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I honestly wished time would go slower than it did.
Today was the day I had to go to Haruna's place— or so she calls it, "The Kidou Residence."
I was a nervous wreck, praying hopelessly that this day never came by until I realized what the hell I'm feeling towards the playmaker of Inazuma Japan. I wasn't too sure of it, but I didn't want to believe it either. I mean, we just met! There's no way that I could fall in love at first sight, right?
I don't necessarily think that exists, for me at least. We only bumped into each other not even a week ago, and the only closest interaction we ever had was what happened in the kitchen.
Sure, if it wasn't for me sulking over the nightmare, I'd be less comfortable than I was now, and maybe a little more confident to even step inside their house. His house, as it seems. I don't know the full backstory between both of them, and I don't find a reason to ask why. I'll probably connect the puzzle pieces between them soon, but in my eyes— they seem like your average pair of siblings.
But, I couldn't be in love, right? That's just absurd. How could I be in love with my friend's brother? Doesn't that make me a bad friend or something? Besides, we only had one (1) full conversation, let alone the other side encounters we had.
Maybe I was just homesick, and my desperation was brimming for some new friends, to have some people similar back to the teammates I had at my old school. Besides, we got to know each other a little better, and I'm fine with that for now.
