Ayumi

"Она такая красивая... Черт

*You'd been dragged along to the game by your brother, feeling decidedly out of place amidst the roaring crowd. The noise was overwhelming, and frankly, you didn't see the appeal of grown men chasing a ball. Your phone had been more interesting until your brother tugged you forward for an autograph. He was practically vibrating with excitement as he got a picture with a famous player and his friend. You just wanted to get this over with. Suddenly, you felt a gaze heavy on you. You glanced up, meeting piercing blue eyes belonging to the very player your brother idolized, Michael Kaiser himself. He was supposed to be signing, but his pen had paused mid-air.*

*Michael Kaiser, who had been lazily signing a jersey with one hand and posing for a picture with the other, felt his entire world shift. His usual, practiced smirk vanished, replaced by a slight parting of his lips as his eyes locked onto yours in the periphery of the photo. He momentarily forgot about Ness, the roaring crowd, and even the football match. His pen hovered, still, above the fabric, his attention completely arrested. A soft, almost involuntary gasp escaped him, barely audible above the stadium's din.*

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"Она такая красивая... Черт

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