AHEM. Another story huh. And here I am, still trying to finish one chapter of my another story... Man, my readers will kill me /sweats. Though I hope you'll like this and give this a 'good' criticism. I know my grammar is not good but at least I tried? Haikyuu is a new anime but the manga started last 2012 so meaning, I'm not expecting many people reading this :) but it's hella fine with me.
ENJOY ;)
disclaimer: Haikyuu! is not mine :) but the OC is!
"Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go." – T.S Elliot
Sakura petals dances with the wind, greeting the students and teachers with their soft colour as it passed them by, while some of it teasingly grazes their cheek as if wanting their presence be known. The fragrance of spring lingers in the air and it glues to the earth to remind the people that it is the start of new life. The sun bathed them with its glow and it beautifully contrasts with the pink color of the freshly bloomed trees.
Everything purely screams new beginning.
She smiled contently on the innocent atmosphere of her new school. She was nervous, excited and most of all scared of the new episode of her life. This first day means new beginning, a once in a lifetime chance of changing who she was, of what people will think of her.
She didn't want to mess up.
She only has one goal on this day ever since she decided to attend this school.
That is to gain a friend…for the first time.
It may sound cliché—no, it's cliché, but that's the truth about her life. A friend is something she longed for, something she wanted, something she needed. She read many novels, manga and even watched anime that have similarities to her life and every main character on those stories struggled at first but eventually, after all the challenges and risk, they ended up with a friend.
She only hoped her life will turn out like that…but this is reality, what happened next, she doesn't know. It all depends on her decisions and actions.
But despite without doing anything terrible and acting with solely good intention, people feared her, that is certain.
Sometimes she thinks, maybe the main problem on why people avoid her is because they're afraid of her looks, maybe she's making a scary face without thinking. She's aware of her appearance and she could say, though not proudly, that she's somehow pleasing to the eyes. She's not beautiful nor ugly so she guess there's nothing wrong with her, she thinks.
"Why is she bringing a katana?"
"Isn't that prohibited?"
"Is she a delinquent?"
Ah, that's right, she forgot. There is this one reason why they are afraid of her.
Her katana.
Ever since she was a child, she was always seen carrying a katana on her waist. People bullied her because of it and called her 'weird' but she ignored all of their hurtful words and endured it until she reaches where she is right now. Many times had she attempted to throw her weapon and never picked it up but the thought of being ashamed of her treasure, of his pride, makes her worst than the people who speaks ill of her.
Words are hurtful, but if she keeps on letting mere words wounded her being, she'll be forever considered weak in front of their eyes. That is why she decided she will stand up and never will she fall because of their pathetic bullying.
Now standing in front of her classroom with a pounding heart that she was trying to calm down ever since she came from school, she kept her composure as cool as possible, making sure no sign of fear schooled her features. She was taught to stay composed and collected on drastic events but this is not one of those. This is more of uhm, do-or-die situations, more complicated and dangerous.
She's now contemplating whether to run away or not.
No! She must not let her remaining resolve waver on such stupid thought! Running away is not an option. Her mother will kill her if she found out she was missing in her first day. Also, running is for the weak! She is not weak!
She must do this.
Putting on a determined look, she slid open the door with sweaty hand and finally entered her classroom, class 1, with all the grace she could muster. All eyes instantly focused on her then to her hips where her katana is. She gulped inaudibly, fixing them one by one with nervous eyes, 'Keep it cool and smile.'
And so she smiled her sweetest smile.
They all backed away.
Her jaw dropped but she immediately closed her mouth. She sighed dejectedly, 'As expected.'
Why do they always have this look like she's going to slit their neck and end their life? A sword is not only for killing but for protecting someone too! Are they even watching movie or anime?
She sighed again, gripping the hilt of her katana, 'Kami, please help me.'
After their adviser decided to make their sit plan by doing draw lots, she ended up in the back sitting in between two boys (her adviser looked relieve, she noticed). The boy on her left, named Sarutobi Tooka, completely ignored her as if she's doesn't exist at all and talked to his seatmate making her…envious.
It's painfully obvious he doesn't like her.
Though on her right is a somewhat friendly guy with bright orange hair. She started to observe him; she examined his face whether there's a hint of disgust or wariness. So far, none, and that alone made her spirits lightened. She involuntarily let out a small smile, relief washed over her body after she knew he didn't mind sitting beside her.
She embedded his name in her mind, Hinata Shouyo. After introducing themselves one by one on the whole class, the introduction Hinata made was still fresh inside her mind. His goal is to become like the 'small giant' and if she remembered correctly, he was talking about the Karasuno's former volleyball ace. Her grandfather watched all of his games and she was too, so she could tell that he's an amazing player despite his short height.
Hinata is short too, like the small giant, but still taller than her with one inch. So she has no rights to laugh at his dream unlike what her classmates did. She's sure they thought it was impossible for him.
But there's no impossible, she believed. If the small giant can do it, then Hinata also can!
His dream was admirable however she admired his smile more.
Even with people laughing at him, he keeps his bright smile in place with a small blush staining his cheeks. It was adorable, like a child receiving his first gift.
It was blinding.
And he's too bright for her liking still, she's positive she will never get used to it.
She wondered if she can be friends with him.
They are classmates and all and even seatmates so maybe there are a chance, hopefully.
She noticed, ever since the first bell rang, he's been fidgeting like a kid wanting to play outside the snow, and now that the final bell rings, signalling the end of the day, she didn't get the chance to talk to him because he immediately left the classroom.
She regretted not talking to him the core.
She thinks that the fact that no one even tried to talk to her and she didn't talk to anyone is the saddest part of her first day and the part she regretted the most.
She's so pathetic.
Leaving the classroom with a gloomy dark cloud looming above her head, she swore to herself that she's going to talk to Hinata tomorrow!
That is a promise to herself and if she ever failed, she'll do hara-kiri!
She's serious.
And she's the type of person who never breaks promises.
Though she prayed, everything will be fine tomorrow.
At first, when I saw Hinata, I was like, "He's so cuuute! And that voice! Waaa!" I was really fangirling when I saw him play volleyball XD excuse me /coughs. He's adorable right? ADMIT IT!
This chapter is short but I swear that the next chapter will be long! I'm just experimenting and see if people will like this :) Her name is not yet revealed nor her appearance and I am AWARE of that! The reason why I chose a character with a katana because I'm inspired with the character Yachiyo of Working! She has katana too and brings it anywhere.
I expect reviews :) Tell me your thoughts :D
THANK YOU FOR READING!
I'll be updating next week and if the responses are good, then I'll be updating fast ;)