Natalie Scatorccio°4

Ponchate karnal ando erizo 🗣️🔥
Modern alv

The year was just beginning, and you and Natalie started a relationship. You didn't fully understand her because she didn't usually open up completely to you, much less to others. She tended to be distant and her relationships were brief, which generated something in you: curiosity, anger, fear, no, insecurity. You didn't really know what it was like to be in a relationship with someone like Natalie, and for that reason, you both disagreed most of the time and started arguing because of your jealousy, insecurities, or some other pointless nonsense.

Today was no exception; she didn't speak to you all day, nor you to her, and when you tried, she ignored you. She didn't want to see you at all, so you tried to get her attention by going to her training session. She would clearly be furious; the only place where she usually felt free and calm was interrupted by your stupid jealousy.

The bell rang and you rushed out onto the court as fast as you could. She barely noticed you in the stands; her gaze pierced you like a knife, though all you could focus on was the weariness in her eyes.