a moment most pleasing to me and my career

 ohmy go ofjgojsdn I still going doki doki.

I knew it I KNEW there was a reason for the pull. Now, I originally forgot there was badminton today cuz last week was a no-go BUT thanks to my sweet, cute, likable brother, I was reminded of such a heavenly place. 

Today was my last session until I'm back in whiti soon and it was very eventful. They have this system where they group up newbies so we don't bore the pros or whatever. One of the guys in charge I really really wanted to play with cuz he is in his 60s and still has great skill retainment. Its his secret to life apparently. And proper sleep... huh that's the second time I 've heard of such profound life advice from a grown grown-up. Yeah so he's always in court 1 and I've only ever been in courts 2-4. To be fair, I'd probably get obliterated but if that's the way to improve, I will do it. NO PAIN NO GAIN. 

( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ

me in court 4 <3

The advantages of being assigned the lower courts come with the benefit of looking like a better player than I actually I am. I get to pose and larp doing backhands and weak smahes. Those kids didn't stand a chance. And one kid in particular really IRKED me. If there's one ragebait I'll fall for, those are the loud, grating, annoying, spoiled, bratty kids. I CANNOT stand the entitlement of these lil shts.

ANYWAYS so I was assigned to court 4 right (bottom of the barrel) and I go against these two boys. My partner was also a young boy but he seemed well-behaved. We were supposed to play for 15 minutes and in those times, I kid you not the mf on the other side either smashed the shuttle into our faces or smashed our serves like play the game dimwit!! And then after the fact he would do push-ups??????? I don't understand. It was kind of funny sometimes but mostly annoying cuz I just wanna get my money's worth. Also, he would say stuff throughout the game, mostly trashtalk, which I understood most of (japanese).

I paid 7 dollars for this

At some point I got fed up with it and told my partner that we should just play on our side of the court, which he didn't really understand due to the language barrier. But as we were talking...

I just wanna get your attention...

A saviour. A powerful aura came from behind us. Yk that scene of Yuta entering the classroom in jjk 0 the movie?

Or the sequence of Jobu switching from verse to verse while moving her head side to side? The mystique was unmatched.

A voice says, "I agree." (to the dingbat across being a pain)

kimi ni todokeeeeeeee

I turn my head. A man.

First reaction was shock.

Upon closer inspection, a good-looking man. Cute guy.

yes he did do the awkward wave thing and it didn't give me the ick woah

Where did he come from? I wondered, still in shock.

My partner was even more confused now. I settled to just playing with the dinggus and let the next 10 minutes pass. 

Shuttlecock in hand, I serve, already anticipating a ruthless smash in return.

But what I did not foresee was a long shot. LONG long shot. Waaaay over my head type of situation. That ガキ!!!! Another round wasted... more running and bending to get the shuttlecock. Fock it all.

hello future profession what are you doing here even

Thwack!

..huh?

how bro felt (I looked)

A spring breeze swept by me. 

What had been a sound associated with aggression for the past couple of minutes became comforting. Gentle, even.

the strongest saving the day or smth

"You're playing?" I couldn't help but ask. 

He smiles while replying, "I'll be your support."

doki doki todoroki

Now idk if this was allowed. The coaches didn't seem to mind, and who was I to say no?

But best believe I felt a disturbance in the heart.

His voice carried a subtle, almost imperceptible lilt at the end. Almost like asking for permission but also assuring that he won't be in the way.

I nodded, trying to be nonchalant. But deep down Sun Jae and I were like this:

( ꩜///꩜;) 

Obviously though, I had to focus.

So for the next couple of minutes the game went smoothly thanks to his help.

Whippersnapper from the other side eventually caught on and started hitting the shuttlecock closer to the net. As in smashing point blank. 

HA HA AH AHAHAHAHHAHA

You can probably imagine that I was about to lose my absolute feces. (is there a singular to feces? is feci plural?)

It's okay, I tell myself. Just a few more minutes until I'm free of this imp.

But a certain person thought otherwise.

I couldn't find his rockband look ;_;

"This time I'll be your front."

There it was again! 

In the same consoling but dependable tone. 

₍₍⚞(⸝⸝>⸝⸝<⸝⸝)⚟⁾⁾

Riiiiing

Game ended in a blur. Before I could come to, he was already at the whiteboard looking at the next pair-ups.

I approached to do the same and disperse all misandrist energy from my right hand.

Lightly, I gave him a tap on the back.

"Thanks."

He smiled in the middle of catching his breath. "No worries."

To clarify, this man is not maidboy from previous blogspast. I have seen him 2 weeks ago but I don't remember playing with him plus there were much cuter girls in the building. But wow that whole interaction was impactful. 

Got his insta, he is a photographer... common ground! He loves taking photos of the night sky and spacey stuff, which is something I wanna do!! He is also probably an international student and I might never see him by the time I get back to Whiti again!!!

However, this has continued my lucky streak at badminton sessions. If this is any indication, it's that I am DEFINITELY going regularly at the one in uni catch me there every week!