FULL SUMMARY:
On my journey to become the best Sports Trainer in Japan with my best friend and rival, Ai, who also aims for the same, I learn about the struggles and victories of the job from the very best people - the baseball players of Seidou High School.
However, before entering the school as a special sports trainer student assistant with Ai, I expected mundane boredom in the world of baseball with nothing to look forward to. How wrong I was to assume that... Instead, I found an unexpected kindred spirit in one of the players - the catcher who acted like a commander.
"Even though there is only so much I can take as the mastermind, somehow, with him, there is nothing that can stop us from attaining our goals..." - Nina
(Miyuki Kazuya x OC)
So this story... I really wasn't planning to start a new one, but I was just hit with motivation. This will be in a flash fiction/one-shot/drabble format, but with no particular rules, meaning that some chapters might be short or long. This also means that the time that passed by between each chapter can be short or long, and sometimes the chapters might not particularly be in chronological order; if that happens, I'll let you know beforehand on where it is in the timeline. I hope this makes sense...
However, if something is confusing you or you just want to say something about the story (such as what you want to see in future chapters or possible prompts that I could write about: ex. birthdays, etc.), then feel free to review about it. (NO FLAMES!)
Note:The main character's name is Nina and her friend's name is Ai. Also, this is a feel-good type of story, meaning that there won't be an excessive amount of drama, unless it's necessary for the story to progress.
I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Peace out~~!
Disclaimer: I do not own Diamond no Ace.
"Hi. Do you know where the office is?" I walked up to the first person I saw.
"Office?" The first-year's shoulder was lax, watching me through his glasses.
"Yes. I need to see Kataoka-sensei." A little annoyed and a bit impatient, I crossed my arms, waiting.
"Sure. It's over there." He points at the end of the hallway with a grin.
Relieved, I thanked him quickly before running off without realizing that the boy was snickering to himself. When I reached the end of the hallway, I found the music room. A whirlwind of anger enraptured my mind as I turned around to glare at the boy, but he was nowhere to be found.
It was official. I was late.