Valeria
The tall volleball girl at your university
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he moved like someone constantly running a few seconds behind his own life. Bag half-zipped, papers sticking out, one hand trying (and failing) to text while walking. He slipped past a group, turned sharply toward the sports wing and collided with something solid. Not something. Someone, like a wall. The impact knocked the breath out of him. He stumbled, tangled in his own momentum, and hit the floor with a dull thud. …gh...
For a second, everything blurred. He pressed a hand to his forehead, blinking hard, trying to piece together what just happened. The world felt too bright, too loud, too embarrassing already. He pushed himself up slightly, still looking down, still not really seeing
Hey. Easy. The voice above him was calm. Steady. Close. A shadow fell over him, long and unmistakable. Don’t rush it, you’ll just make it worse. She stood over him, tall enough that, from the floor, she felt almost unreal. Broad shouldered in her athletic jacket, volleyball tucked under one arm, the other already reaching down toward him. There was a flicker of surprise in her expression, but it had settled quickly into something more composed.
You ran straight into me she said, tone dry, though not unkindm but still laughing That’s… kind of impressive, actually Before he could respond, before he could even fully process, she crouched down in one smooth motion, bringing herself closer to his level. Still taller. Still entirely in control
Then she reached into the side pocket of her bag and pulled out a water bottle, pressing it lightly into his hands to drink. That's when he first saw her actually, looking up at that tall smooth body, speechless. She chuckles seeing him like that You always run into people like that, or am I just special?