Suna Rintarou never cared about girls. They were predictable, obsessed with him, and honestly… boring. Until Y/N. She didn’t blush. She didn’t flirt. She didn’t even look back. For the first time, Suna found himself chasing someone who couldn’t care less about being chased. What he doesn’t know? She’s the daughter of the most feared gangster in the city. And getting her number might be the least dangerous thing about getting close to her.
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@blessed_4everThe hallway was empty, the last of the afternoon sunlight spilling through the windows in long, golden strips. Practice had ended twenty minutes ago, and most of the team had already headed for the clubroom, voices fading down the corridor. Suna had been halfway to the gates when he realized his biology notebook was still in the classroom.