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Chapter 5

I just stared at her because it seemed like I was hallucinating. While the bento box was still in the air, I couldn't move in enthusiasm. It's almost as if I can pee in my trousers. It felt as if I had confessed to my crush and she had also confessed to me that she liked me. She quietly reddened and ignored me, unaware of the fact that I was blushing. I was about to accept the bento box when the basketball players, including Hugo Gutierrez, hollered at us, and they couldn't believe what they saw since Yavana and I were in a position to state that she seems to be declaring to me her love as she offers me food.

"This is interesting. It appears you were rejected because she likes Elijah, dude," the man playing the ball smacked Hugo's back, while Hugo just stood looking at the bento in front of me, without tearing his gaze away from it. When Yavana heard the loud laughter, I noticed her flinch. If it had been my friends who were teasing me, I would have been even happier and shared their taunting. However, the case is, they are not, they are other sports teams with whom I am not connected.

"Thank you so much. And sorry to bother you because you are the one who I want to cook my meal with." When I said that, the men fell silent, and Yavana turned to face me, her frizzy hair falling on her face. I merely winked and told her she could leave, and she did. When she was out of my sight, I stared sternly at the guys, for if it hadn't been for them, I would have stayed with her longer.

They instantly bowed down and pushed each other to go. Hugo remained standing, his gaze fixed on the bento box. I took it up, pretended to peek inside, and smell it like it was alluring me. I caught a glimpse of him in the corner of my eye and noticed his jaw tightening, and he was soon walking away. I stood there and watched them until no one else was nearby. I re-closed the bento and kissed it. Can I just not eat it and put it in my drawer since I think it won't happen again?

I was dancing while walking and floating the bento in space as I returned to the training room. My smile never left my lips, so I wasn't shocked that when I walked in, all of my teammates were looking at me and what I was doing. Some were laughing, while others grimaced and wanted to comment on how strange it was that I moved. Stephen would have held my hand though I avoided my body with him and pretended he was an evil spirit since I didn't want them to hold Yavana's trace hand on me.

"How many slaps did you take today just to get that bento?" It was Stephen, and he rolled his eyes at me like a woman. My buddies joined in the joke, but I didn't pay attention because Yavana had already touched my hand and I may have died in the process.


"Good!" Albert announced as I deflected his strike. I've been itching to practice since I spoke with Yavana. He never once struck me. I smirked as I punched him in the face. We've been practicing since earlier, but I'm not exhausted. It was as though every time I thought about eating the meal Yavana brought me after we were done practicing, my strength instantly returned.

"That's fine; that's how your performance should be all the time—"

When someone screamed outside, Albert didn't complete what he was about to say, and when we looked back, Yavana was smiling at Stephen as she talked to them. That has made me depressed. She's never smiled at me, it"s as if she wants to tell me that she thinks of me as the tormentor in her life. I didn't leave the ring, despite the fact that I desperately wanted to approach her. Hmp!

"Elijah, I forgot to give you something," she muttered, as I turned away from her and just laid down on the ring. I put my hands over my ears because I knew I'd just move towards her if I heard her voice again. She hasn't yet given me a smile, but Stephen received it. She gave it to them right away. Is she fond of Stephen or any of my other friends here?

Albert kicked me when I still don't get up and I couldn't hear her voice or the noises of my mates anymore. I wanted to kick him back, but I couldn't since I had depleted my energy, something I hadn't felt earlier. As I didn't hear any sounds, I swiftly turn my head and body to where she was originally standing, but it was as if the soul had been stripped from my body when I faced her.

Our noses will contact a short distance apart, and we can feel each other's breath. Her eyes rose to the size of mine, as though eyeballs were going to come out. I didn't sense that she had climbed here in the ring because of the lightness of her limbs.

"FWEET!" She wouldn't back away from me while I rolled in the ring to get away from her if no one whistled in. For the first time, I wanted to stop Albert from leaving the ring.

"I-I forgot to give you the chopstick."

I wasn't sure what I'd say to her if I had to make eye contact with her. He can hear the depth of my heart. I don't care what my friends say, but I'm nervous she'll notice the numerous feelings I have for her when she sees my face. But it isn't my main issue right now.

What I should concentrate on is the enraged soldier in my swelling shorts.

I held it so no one could see it, got up, and dashed into the locker room.

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