#suya

Suya does not see herself as a sadist. But there is just something about Mina… her gasps when she cried, the way her voice pitched up when Suya told her to do something she didn't want to (though she still did it, always), even how she sniffled in the change rooms after Suya left, as if she wasn't still in earshot. It felt nice. Satisfying, almost, like beating a strong opponent in battle.

Suya remembers the moment she realised she wanted Mina to be hers only as clear as day. One week after she made it to the over-15s sector, she was re-watching the previous days' trials when the girl caught her eye. Wispy blonde hair tied into a bun, glinting, ambitious eyes and a body that moved in ways Suya never considered possible in practice. She was perfect. As she inspected her further through reports, asking around and viewing her first-hand, she realised she was even better than she had hoped for. She was strong, flexible, smart, eager to please, and best of all, pliable. A better partner than she could have ever asked for.

The first time they talk, it goes exactly how she wanted to. Suya carefully bumps into Mina, just enough for the other to spill water on her, and while Mina babbles apologies, she slips in a few well-thought-out compliments to hook her in. Mina is exactly who Suya thinks she is. She watches the emotions in her eyes collide in full time, and since then, neither has looked back.

Now, Suya considers both of them to be much better than the naive children they used to be. Their skin and bodies are thicker, taller, and more refined than ever. In fact, Mina is still getting taller at an alarming rate, almost as tall as her now. Something also developing at an alarming rate is Mina's almost embarrassingly obvious crush on her. Nowadays, she does nothing but orbit around her all day, becoming a nice little sidekick in Suya's success. Mina's affections are nowhere near subtle, constantly gushing about how amazing she is. As if she already doesn't know.

The blonde has also, for better or worse, gotten more emotional. Throwing tantrums and such at anyone who dares badmouth her dearest. It's also quite embarrassing to watch, but Suya supposes it's necessary. She's even started talking back to her, but all she needs to do is throw her an uninterested glance for her to go mope somewhere else, before inevitably coming back with a teary apology (or alternatively, another outburst), usually within the hour.

It's everything or nothing at all with that girl, she supposes.

Sometimes Suya wonders if she went too far with Mina, but every time, she bursts in and interrupts her thoughts, showering her with everything she'd ever want. Why change now? She seems perfectly content being treated like this (given the fact she always comes back anyway), so she's just fulfilling her wishes.

One lazy afternoon, the two were taking a small break from muscle training, Suya hunched over on a bench and sipped slowly at her water bottle.

"Sei-ah, what're you thinking about?" Mina asks, turning her head toward the ravenette.

"Mm. Nothing much." She straightens up her posture, brushing the blonde's hair from her face, "You should wear clips for your bangs. It's messing up your kick pattern."

"R-right. Sorry, I'll get them tonight, then."

"Also, your hair's getting too long anyway. You should get a trim."

"Oh, I was planning to go to the barber this weekend, thanks for noticing!"

"I'll come with you. I need to avoid another sponsor request meeting."

Mina laughs softly before glancing at Suya again. "You can't avoid them forever, you know. You're amazing, everyone wants to invest in you!"

Suya makes a point to stare at her blankly. The prickly sensation of praise pokes at her guts uncomfortably, as always.

"… Oh, we should get back to work. Let's go." she grunts as she gets up from the bench, Mina quickly following after her.

Three days after Mina gets her new haircut, Suya decides that they are going to avoid a sponsor once again.

"Don't bother dressing up. It's a waste of time." she continued, tossing her sweatshirt and sweatpants into Mina's arms, leaving her in just the yoga shorts and black crop-top she always wore under her normal clothes, "Put that in the laundry, yeah? 'm gonna take a shower."