Title: Manga Fanatic

Narumi was just trying to draw her manga in peace, but then the stupid wind stole her paper and slapped it right in front of one particular ace's face. Once she caught Kirihara Akaya's attention, her peace instantly disappeared. Problems ensue because now it seems that she was distracting the junior ace.

"I just wanted friends, not these people breathing down my neck ! "

I really love Prince of Tennis. and so, to share my love for the show, I want to write more fan fictions about it. In this story, I'll try to make tennis scenes but it'll mainly center on the oc. About love, humor, a little dose of drama but mainly about a beautiful blooming friendship.

Note: This is going to be a random story idea mainly for me to experiment it out. Depending on how many people read it, I might decide to make it a full on : I own nothing of POT! Only my Oc's and the plot.

P.S : Ideas are sort of edited here in this chapter, but not for grammatical errors so bear with it! It's sorta like a quick draft.
Might edit this in the future or just change the whole idea.

EDITED: 8/5/17

Chapter 1: I'm your fan!

Hatsugeki Narumi. Gender, female. Occupation, full time student at Rikkaidai Fuzoku Chu in Year. Part time :Otaku. Dream? Undecided [Mangaka]

For two years, she had been attending Rikkaidai. For two whole years she was alone.

It wasn't as if she really wanted to have a count of zero friends. It just happened.

First days of school was always a wreck for her. The memories of her first year days were so clear to her.

She came to school early in fear of making an idiot of herself. When she became nervous, she tended to become weird. At least in her opinion. She probably should recognize people in her elementary school, but even back then she wasn't a talkative person. When the chance came to talking to her new classmates, her answer were simple. She didn't know what to ask without sounding to noisy so she didn't say anything. Others were much friendlier than her, so it didn't take too long for her to find herself all alone.

Joining a club would have been the perfect getaway in gaining a new friend. But that wouldn't work for Narumi, especially when she joined a quiet club such as the book club. Meetings were short and direct. The activity? Guess what. Reading. It didn't surprise her too much although she kind of expected some sort of joint reading. Instead it was mostly peaceful reading. Sometimes members would recommend each other books. There were only a few members, about twenty, but they came and went whenever they wanted.

How she wished club activities was much more exciting. Narumi sighed, it's her fault for choosing the club. There was only one thing that benefited her. At least I can read more manga.

Second year just started. It's already been a few months. Sure she regretted having no friends, but she made that up by keeping herself busy. She got great grades. It was one of the few things that made her feel like she deserved to attend a private school like Rikkaidai. In addition, she kept herself busy with manga most of the times. She read all sorts of genres: from shounen to shoujo to even horror. Although horror did scare her, it helped to think that everything was fake, sometimes.

Thinking to the past, her non-existent social life crumbled at an astounding pace.

The number of people she talked to continued to decrease as days passed. No progress was made at all. Narumi thought she could do it. Apparently she couldn't.

Current Friend Count: ZERO

A bright new day.

When the bell rang for homeroom, all students sat down in their assigned seat. The teacher had yet to come, but the door slid open quite loudly. Livid green eyes, and strange wild black hair. They belonged to none other than Kirihara Akaya, the so called current 'ace' of Rikkaidai's tennis team. He's arrogant about how great at tennis he is. What makes it worse is that he actually has the skills to back himself up. That boosts his arrogance even more. He states, rather loudly, "Sanada-fukubuchou made me run laps again for being late for morning practice." He rubs his neck sheepishly while talking to a seatmate of his.

Strange enough, the cocky ace was pretty nice to his classmates. His personality was decent. Maybe that explained why he was surrounded with friends in his grades and the third years (the tennis regulars).

Narumi watches her class in silence. Her face remains passive throughout the whole classmate. No one came up her to talk, nor did she go and try to start a conversation with someone. She was fine with herself. She laid a palm on her cheeks as classes flew by. There was no point in even moving. Teachers would move to different classes so she sat in her seat the whole morning. Finally lunch came. In the corner of her eyes, she watched the smiles of her classmates meeting up with their friends and talking. The edge of her lips bent down into a small frown. How...fun.

While leaving the classroom, she begrudgingly brought her whole bag with her. The stuff inside would keep her busy. With a sigh, she started to walk to a quiet place to eat her lunch. Truth to be told, she would love to eat in her classroom. But after sitting there for so long, she just had to walk around.

She seated herself under a tree. Thank god for this open space. Else she would have to sit herself by the confession tree. That was something she didn't want to do. There was absolutely no way she wanted to be in the midst of hearing someone's confession.

"Itadakimasu." Digging into her meal quietly, her empty stomach was finally satisfied. She clapped her hands once again, thanking for the meal. Her bento box sat snugly in her bag while she pulled out a manga, a clipboard, paper and pencil. Gently, she placed the paper on the clipboard and watched out for any creases. While the clipboard sat softly on her knee, she flipped through the pages of the manga in her hand. A funny scene showed up and her lips curled up into a smile. She laughed inaudibly. As her eyes sparkled at a sudden thought, she quickly bookmarked the manga page and turned her attention to the paper. A pause. The world, full of colors was right in front of her, but she hadn't caught onto a single sense of inspiration. Her eyes adjusted to the scene of a person running in front of her. Another smile.

Quickly, Narumi grabbed onto her pencil and started to sketch a person running. She sighed when she stared down on her peace of paper, looks kinda weird... Instead of erasing the picture, she grabbed another piece of paper and clipped it on the clipboard. Her hands swooped into her bag and she took out some rulers. With a smile, she got her hands to work, drawing out various boxes lightly. She drew a person running, the background still completely blank. Then she remembered how Akaya had ran to homeroom. Picturing the scene from memory, she tried drawing it down.

Every day she was alone.

Having so much free time, there could only be certain things to do to pass time.

That definitely included drawing.

Narumi pulled the paper out from the paper and smiled at it. It was decent enough and perhaps she could send it in the one of the manga magazines once she decided to finish it off.

Another person walked past her. Blushing profusely, Narumi tried to hide the paper only to find it simply slip out of her hand and fly away in the wind.
Ah! Wait! my drawing! Come back!

Without thinking, Narumi threw everything in her bag and ran after it. She didn't even have time to worry that she might've looked like a idiot running during lunch.

At another area

Kirihara Akaya was walking past the buildings. He was just coming from the tennis courts. Just looking at the courts today gave him the motivation to practice even harder. Of course, that also meant he needed to stop being late to practices. He didn't want to have extra laps to run nor a slap from Sanada. He shuddered just at the thought. His fukubucho truly scared him.

He instantly stopped in his tracks when something smacked in his face. A piece of paper.

When he ripped it off, his eyes grew in shock. His jaw loosened and he gaped like a gold fish. He heard a voice grumbling and heavy footsteps. By the tone of the voice, it was a girl's. Akaya saw a person turning around the corner of the body, he got a good look at her as she looked around the ground, not even noticing his presence.

Shyly, Akaya spoke up. He wasn't good with girls. Especially the pretty ones. Wait did he just think that? "Uh..."

Narumi on the other hand clearly wasn't paying attention to her surroundings. Where are you paper?! I saw you flying down in this direction. Right now a frown was permanently etched onto her face. Her ears had perked up at a noise. Someone's voice. But she didn't heed any attention to it.

"Ah! Ouch!" Her body literally rammed itself into someone. Together, the two bodies fell to the ground.

"itai..."

The voice made Narumi glance down. She gasped. Oh dear...wasn't this Akaya? The one in her class? The popular ace of the tennis club? Why oh why did it have to be him?

"I'm so sorry!" Narumi instantly stood up and bowed her head. Her face was red from embarrassment. "I didn't watch where I was going, are you okay?!" Her voice squeaked due to nerves. By then the blood in her cheeks shot up another level. Why does my voice sound so weird?!

Akaya blinked absently at the girl in front of him as he started to stand up. He never saw her before in this school. Well, it wasn't like he knew everyone in the school, but the girl in front of him would definitely be somebody noticeable to him. Her sleeves were supper baggy! What ever the style was, he never saw anything like it.

Narumi finally lifted up her head and looked awkwardly at Akaya who had set a word. "Excuse me...?" She whispered quietly, trying to catch the boy's attention. And then she saw it. "Oh! That's!" Instinctively her hand reached for the paper that was now lying on the ground. "Ah...! I have been looking for this!" Relief washed over her when she pressed the paper against her chest. She looks over at Akaya once more, "I'm really sorry about ramming into you."

Finally Akaya started to speak, "is that...yours?"

What shocked Narumi the most was when she saw Akaya's eyes sparkle. "uh...hai?"

Akaya grinned widely, "I'm a fan of your manga sensei!"

"Eh?"

That was the only thing Narumi could word out as she her brain took time to process the event.

EHHHHHHH?!

I wanted to make Narumi's personality like in between? Like she's quiet and awkward at first meetings but that doesn't mean she's super shy and is just going to turn into a stuttering mess.
She's a natural introvert and to talk to others is kind of going out of her comfort zone. But once you're friends with her, she'll become open.

I hope that gives a clear insight on Narumi's personality a bit.

The idea is random and smacked in my mind just today.

thanks a bunch!