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Gamble
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Sakuno watched in horror as the scene played in front of her, clutching her sweater to her chest in concern. Why does Ryoma-kun always get himself in trouble? Her fingers bunched tightly around her plate of cookies. She had planned to deliver them to her boyfriend for a quick snack, but obviously that wasn't going to happen.
"C'mon," the tall, cocky high school boy tapped Ryoma's shoulder with his racket. "Just play a match with me. One match, that's all."
Ryoma didn't even flinch. "No."
"Why? You scared you'll lose? Runnin' away?"
Ryoma locked his eyes with him. "No. I'm not running away. You said that if I lose, you get a 'fun night' with my girlfriend."
The boy laughed loudly. "So? If you were confident in your skills, you wouldn't care-"
Ryoma cut him off coldly. "It's not about confidence."
He swung his racket over his shoulder and started to walk away. As he reached the baseline, he looked and spat, "I'm not going to gamble my girlfriend."
With that fierce statement, he walked over to Sakuno, snatched a cookie from her plate, and stormed out of the tennis courts.
Sakuno blinked, before hurriedly chasing after him, a giggle threatening to escape her lips.
So Ryoma-kun could get ticked off after all….
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