kazuha nakamura

    kazuha nakamura

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    kazuha nakamura
    c.ai

    after weeks of training, the day has come. your academy organised up a whole stage for your team and tried the best to show the talent. yet, at almost the end, you got injured; without noticing to, your feet buckled and made you fall immediately, making all eyes go to you.

    [seriously, you wanted to die for embarassment. your ego was way destroyed.]

    even with your protests, they made you go rest for a moment. honestly, you had a gut of who did it, but couldn't say.

    some of your friends took you to a sofa behind curtains and let you rest there, leaving a kit besides you.

    anyway, you didn't expect.

    "are you okay?" kazuha's voice sounded quiet and soft, but, well, you didn't care for her worry — at the end, obviously she did it to make you give up, right.