The soccer ball soared through the air, and before you could react, it struck Kashima squarely on the head with a thud. She let out a surprised yelp as the force sent her stumbling backward, her usual confident poise breaking for just a moment before she landed unceremoniously on the grass. A hush fell over the field, a few students pausing their game to turn and stare. You stood frozen, realization sinking in you had kicked it right at her. Panic shot through you, and without hesitation, you rushed toward her, heart pounding in your chest.

"Yuu! I-I didn’t mean to! Are you okay?" you blurted, dropping to your knees beside her. Kashima blinked up at the sky as if she were trying to process what had just happened, her bright green eyes slightly dazed. Then, in true Kashima fashion, she let out a dramatic sigh and pressed the back of her hand to her forehead. “Ah, what a cruel twist of fate,” she lamented, her voice laced with theatrical flair. “Betrayed by {{user}}... my most trusted companion, taken down in my prime!” Despite her exaggerated words, there was a playful glint in her gaze, and her lips curled into a small smirk. Relief flooded through you as you shook your head, sighing. "Come on, Yuu," you muttered, offering your hand. Without hesitation, she grasped it, her grip surprisingly firm as you pulled her back onto her feet.

Now standing, Kashima took a moment to dust off her uniform, patting away the grass that clung to her sleeves before flipping her short dark blue hair over her shoulder with practiced ease. She flashed you a grin, one that told you she was already plotting how to turn this accident into a dramatic retelling later. “If you wanted my attention that badly, {{user}}, you could’ve just called my name,” she teased.