a/n - hi if you didn't read the first part of this go ahead and do that i know football season is over but i feel v inspired right now

Nagisa's Point of View

It was the first game of the season, which I was pretty sad about. I wouldn't be cheering this year. I really didn't want to go, in fear of seeing Karma. I hadn't talked to him since that night. I could only dreamed he hadn't fallen for anyone else. I like him, I'll admit, but he hasn't attempted to talk to me since then.

I was being dragged to go anyways, my mom always likes to be at the first game if the season, and she didn't want me to wallow in sadness at home. I partially agreed to go, it was mostly because she said she would let me roam around and give me money.
My plan was to just sit under the bleachers and cry while eating nachos and drinking soda.

The game started and I got my money. I went to the concession stand and got my food and drinks, then went under the bleachers. My luck, the kids who were doing drugs or whatever the hell they're doing, were underneath there. I turned to leave, wondering where to go next. I ended up just going back into the bleachers, but far away from my mom as possible.

I was watching the game, and saw that Karma wasn't there?... I was confused. I made sure to look at everyone's numbers, before going on the school website on my phone and seeing that he wasn't on there. Is he around here somewhere then?... I thought to myself, curiously looking around now. When everyone said he quit football, I thought they were lying. I saw him a minute after I started looking. He was sitting with, his parents? Wasn't sure.

I didn't realize I was looking at him for so long, before he looked back at me. His mouth was hanging open for a second, but he smiled and got up from his seat. Shit, shit, shit... I put my head down as I heard him coming towards me. "Hello darling~" I heard him say in a seductive tone. I felt my face warm up a lot. "Aw, come on. Stop playing the tsundere role." He said and snaked his arm around me, pulling me closer to him. "K-Karm-" I started to look up, when I saw that he was looking at the players on the field. He looked sad. I felt bad. I laid my head down onto his shoulder and continued to watch the game with him, eventually finding his hand and intertwining our fingers together.

"Thank you."

a/n - who sAid iT???-

wiLl we evER kNoW?!!

oh god this would be a nice book ahh have too many.