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by 苺パスタ

The fact that he’d been running fast was definitely of his acknowledgement, but the fact that he’d been running fast enough to knock someone onto the pavement was something he’d overlooked. It’s one of those rare, semi-appreciable moments where the baseball superstar actually underestimates his abilities; the underestimation, however, is of bad timing and lacks in coordination, especially for one who is meant to excel in such a field. Another underestimation is dealt with as he gazes down at Sayaka’s dropped goods, expecting makeup or groceries, but finding himself ogling in astonishment and his oculars, then, shooting up, up, up as rubicund blotches splatter upon his unprepared face. Today’s moral proves: ‘Underestimation is suffering.’

“Shiiiit,” he says characteristically, “I didn’t… mean it …? I didn’t! Here, lemme, uh— wait— ne’ermind—” and then, to the paparazzi playing their shutterbug games, “I didn’t mean it, I swear!” which earns several more snapshots in his direction. Fuck. He can see the headlines now; “I didn’t mean it!” along with an embarrassing image of his face and Maizono’s undies. The look he gives her is almost a glare. The hope that she has some way to cover this up is as big as it is ambitious.

A few moments pass before it clicks that the idol is still on the ground, light from the flashes shining upon her visage in what mimics slowed concert strobes. A gross, damp hand extends in her direction, hastily grabs her own and, with what is a clumsy and forceful pull, ‘helps’ her up. Very well executed, very beneficial to the current situation. The sheepish smile that he sends her way is almost overwhelmingly infuriating, and refreshingly contradictory to his previous countenance. In his mind runs the mantra ‘fuck the paparazzi, fuck the paparazzi’, as if it would serve as an asset.

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She was going to kill him for this.

Perhaps that wasn't true--But the situation seemed to become more grave while the seconds ticked on. Becoming launched into the air and standing on her two feet Sayaka remained silent. Her eyes were large while she clutched her bags to her chest, the way the batter looked himself threw her off. To be honest the Idol had never seen Leon in motion when it came to his athletics, perhaps she was impressed? It took a lot for the girl to be impressed nowadays.

His smile was disgusting--It made her want to slap him straight across the sweating face. It sent her in a tizzy of embarrassed rage, there was a point in this climactic meeting Sayaka finally spoke.

"Why weren't you looking?"

Was all she could say, her hands surprisingly shaking with the actual adrenaline from the whole collision. There was a line between them in where they had been going, so why did they have to abruptly see one another? Why like this? Sayaka wanted nothing more than to be alone--And here was this sweating oaf gawking at her intimates. It was enough to make her want to scream and shout obscenities that made him look like an offender. Though that wouldn't work--Not this time.

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