New Things
Summary
Hibiki Sato experiences new things.
Disclaimer
Haikyuu Belongs To Haruichi Furudate.
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Hibiki Sato relished the feeling of the beautiful morning, as the crisp air breeze against her supple skin, tingling with a refreshing coolness. The sun peeked out, shining world with vibrant rays signaled new promising beginnings.
Hibiki shuffled along the pathway to school. Her feet having a habit of dragging the sole of her shoes against the thick concrete floor, leaving sounds of scraping and in due time the heels of her shoes left in ruins because of the constant habit.
She reminded herself to abandon the habit, but the thought was left in the air somewhere when her mind was occupied with more important matters.
She pulled her messenger bag up further onto her shoulder and continued her walk as she appreciates the everyday scenery that greeted her in morning. In the direction of the school where she walked the sun greeted her as usual. While still in April, approaching may, the cherry blossom lulled around. The small petals cascading down onto the street leaving a sense of pink and white tranquility. Hibiki smiled, appreciating the scene before she took out her phone and snapped a few pictures before continuing her way.
A soft 'meow' broke her out of her walk and Hibiki amethyst eyes looked down and saw two cats trailing itself beside her, rubbing their furs again her ankle length socks. Hibiki smiled and crouched down to pet the two felines.
"Hello Shiro and Atsu," she murmured as the two cats purred contently receiving the attention they had been wanting.
She saw Atsu moved away towards her pocket and sniffed the area before pawing it with need. She smirked lightly.
She reached into her pocket and took out a small wrapped food she had for them. She watched them eat their breakfast contently.
She smiled again as they rubbed themselves again her as a goodbye gesture before scampering off, leaving her to continue forward. She reached the gates of her school before dread slowly filtered into her system, the good feeling before dissipating into thin air. The gates now looked threatening, almost mocking her to continue forward.
For Hibiki, the school didn't necessarily treat her well. She wasn't bullied, maybe not physically but verbally. The student body, mainly the third years tended to avoid her, for reasons unknown even to her. She lead a fairly normal life in junior high, albeit she was a loner during those times, but she argued that it shouldn't have warranted her any attention when she entered high school year.
Now her third year in high school she was continued the talk of the subject. She didn't know how, but she was labeled the one of the most person to avoid at school. People rumored behind her back, actually scratch that right in front of her like she didn't exist. They gossiped how she was rude, think highly of herself, and that she was someone to good to pay them any mind, all those nonsensical rumors.
Hibiki as much as she would like to do something about it did nothing. She was too afraid to speak out to correct them and make friends to show them they were incorrect in their portrayal of her, but she couldn't. She was not a people person in the slightly, having been raised in an isolated environment social interactions were not her forte at all.
She convinced herself to just endure it. It was her last year in high school, one more year of the rumors wouldn't hurt her.
She took a deep breath before she entered the school gates. She continued on her usually the everyday route that allowed her to avoid the mass of student but allowing her to get to her classroom on time.
She entered the classroom with dread filling her once more, however looking at where her seat was located relief swayed her. She was top of her class and school meant everything to her. She sat in the front seat next to the window, right near the teachers desk. She wasn't bothered as much when she was in this seat she had concluded and thanked the teacher for putting her there.
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{ Hibiki Sato }
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Lunch approach quickly much to my delight. I walked out of the seat, carrying my bag along with me and walked towards one of the school rooftop.
The school rooftop was off limits, but the threat of punishment didn't sway my decision from hanging out there. It was the only place that allowed peace from peers scathing thoughts, the library only second to it.
I made my way onto the rooftop and sheltered myself near the far right of the door, my back facing it while I leaned against the concrete wall, and faced the metal railings. Across from me were the view of the school courtyard, the streets, and small shops past the school gates.
As I ate my lunch and observed the scenery, I couldn't help but think having a friend right now wouldn't be so bad.
I have been friendless the majority of the high school year, only those who were truly nice, only gave me small smile and greetings while passing by. Never enough to become friends with me.
The only person who never judged me and was fairly on good terms with was Kenma Kozume.
Kenma was a year below her, whom she got to meet in the library huddled in the far corner laying his game when she decided to retreat to the library.
He was a quiet, observant, and surprisingly the first to acknowledge her making. He made small but very minimal conversation. When she asked what he was doing he only made a face much to her amusement and said "hiding" with a light shudder racking his body. She had only giggled from and didn't question him further.
However, it wasn't a guarantee that I'd always find Kenma at the library when I decided to go there. It was always a 50/50 percent chance that he would. But when he was there he'd always be at the very spot at the end of the library.
I wouldn't necessarily consider Kenma a friend but more of an acquaintance that overall developed an understanding that both had a form of lingering camaraderie between each other, that had yet developed a stronger relationship.
I only sighed as I thought of his unique hair and continue eating my lunch at a minimal pace, and browse my phone absentmindedly, not paying attention to my surrounding when creak of the rooftop door opened, signaling somewhere was there.
I opened the can of soymilk I had at the drinking machine and drank the delicious liquid and content coursed through my body as I savored my favorite drink in the whole world.
I didn't pay attention to my surrounded, only indulging myself with the drink when shuffled of footsteps made its way towards me before a deep modulated voice broke me out of my reverie. The suddenness of the sound led me to accidentally scream in fright.
"Wow~ That looks pretty good."
"E-eh!" I gasped lightly before turning my head to look into beautiful hazel eyes, that held promise of mischievous with a catlike gleam in its depth.
"Do you mind if I have some?" he asked as he moved to the side of me crouching and looking at my food with interest and slight longing. When he shifted to my side I got a good look at him, the most prominent feature about him had to be the messy wave of black hair the stoop up in all direction. Then I looked at his face who held a questioning gaze about the questioned he asked.
I suddenly shook myself out of the observation and only nodded. He smiled at me and I looked at him in awe and fascination as he took a piece of my sushi and ate it contently. He let out a sigh that conveyed blissed before asking if he could have another, I only nodded dumbly, before a red hue made its way on my face.
A handsome guy was talking me, well he was only asking for food, but still! This was the only person who seems to willingly interact with me not counting Kenma or teachers.
He put the chopstick down and stared at my food mumbling a "this is good" and longing filled his eyes, the scene almost comically at the guy longing for more food.
I sighed a twitch of smile made its way I told him that he could have it. However, it only came out in small soft stutters that I wondered if he even knew what the heck I was saying ro heard for the matter.
He smiled at me once again, confirming that he did hear me and ate some more. I noticed when he did finish, he was being mindful and saved some for me.
After he finished there, he stayed there for a good minute. An awkward silence passed between us before he broke it with a question, I was hoping to avoid.
"Say…you're Hibiki Sato?" Kuroo asked his golden eyes holding my gaze. My form tense wondering what he was going on with this. I only nodded, my voice not finding any words to reply back and my gaze shifted away from him, wondering what ill intent he held.
I didn't hear him after that, all I heard was his ruffle of clothes and the shifts of his feet on the concrete floor before I felt a large hand on top of my head. It took me by surprise, quickly lifting my head to meet his eyes.
All he had was that smile he gave me and ruffled my already messy locks.
"Well I'll see you soon Sato-chan~" and with that, he left.
I stared at his retreating back with wide incredulous eyed. The wind brushed against my messy locks, my appearance bewildered at what happened. A blinked a couple times before a small smile made it way across my face.
That was nice.
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Authors Note:
I have a new fanfiction since I am back and obsessed with Haikyuu! I might keep this fic short maybe, I dunno!
I actually had this for actually two years, and now have the confidence to upload I haha. I'm just putting this out there, for now, I have an extremely irregular update. So I've no idea if this will go somewhere, even though I have a few ideas. Cause there's major fanfiction I actually would like to write (hint: it's military zombie au lol ), but I dunno where I'm going with that too haha. I hope you guys look forward to the next chapter!
I dunno I feel so dumb, when my schedule is getting busy. I start to upload my stuff, haha anyways.
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