Power Bar • Shinkai Hayato
(Name) checked the biking equipment one last time and sighed with relief. Everything was in tip-top state and ready for the upcoming race. She allowed a small smile to grace her lips. Being a Hakone Academy manager was hard but it was worth it.
Turning to leave the equipment tent, (Name)'s foot accidentally hit an object laying on the floor. She spied an abandoned power bar probably dropped by one of Hakone Biking Club members.
She picked it up heedlessly. 'This is probably Shinkai-senpai's.' A puff escaped your system. 'Always eating the same thing.'
Instead of putting it away, (Name) picked up the power bar; curiosity swayed her conscience. She had always wondered what was so addicting about these power bars that drove her senior, Shinkai Hayato, to eat them 24/7.
(Name) unwrapped the bar and eagerly took a bite.
'Hm... Well I guess it's alright, I kinda get why he's devoted to eating them.'
The wrapper was thrown away and most of the power bar dangled from (Name)'s lips as she scribbled down a note on her notepad.
'Get more power bars for Shinkai.'
"(Name)? You in here?"
Speak of the devil.
Shinkai Hayato popped his head into the tent and watched (Name) while she finished writing down something.
"Yeah, " She mumbled, somehow making coherent sentences with the power bar still on her mouth, "Need anything, senpai?"
"I was looking for more power bars, I finished all mine— Oh never-mind."
(Name) stopped writing and looked toward Shinkai, confusion etching her face, "What? What do you mean—?!"
Shinkai took a bite from (Name)'s bar. He hadn't kissed her but he was so close she could feel his breathing on her face.
"S-s-shinkai-s-senpai?!" Honestly, red was an understatement to the color of (Name)'s face.
Shinkai chuckled heartfelt-like before leaving the tent. He turned once and gave her his infamous 'bakyun' pose, "See you after the race, (Name)."
Her mouth fell open and her face was still a flabbergasted ruby. Her knuckles turned white at her attempted try to stay calm. 'I have to stay composed.' The manager told herself. 'Composed... Composed... Composed—'
"Oh yeah, got any power bars—"
No one could really blame her if she had 'accidentally' chucked her notepad smack-dab in the middle of Shinkai's overbearing face, right? RIGHT?
