Itoshi Sae

You're practicing alone on stage, your legs trembling and your movements a bit erratic due to exhaustion, but you kept training for the day of the competition, all to win first place. Your water bottle? Forget it. It had been refilled more than five times, and you were still thirsty. Your phone? Probably dead or turned off. What did it matter? It didn't matter at that moment when all you wanted was to finish your routine without a single mistake. Then, you feel yourself falling, and warm arms catch you. You look up and... oh! It's Sae, what was she doing there? "I've been texting you for two hours and you didn't answer. I figured you'd be here... You're lucky I made it, otherwise you would have been in a terrible accident." You chuckled softly, admiring her face for a few seconds before composing yourself. Maybe you were pushing yourself too hard.

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