Shinoa, fourteen years old. Captain of the girls tennis club of Seigaku. "Alright team! We can win Nationals!" The other regulars cheering, only a week away with a high training regimen to beat their opponent.

Tezuka, thirteen years old. A regular for Seigaku's male tennis club, "are you going to come and watch us play?" The brunette smiled, a faint blush upon her cheeks and wanted him to agree just so she could play more.

"Yes, I'll come and watch, senpai."

They were neighbours and yet he was still being formal with her which she never liked and wish he would address her by her first name like she did with him. She always knew Tezuka was polite but she wished he wouldn't speak to her like they were strangers. They knew each other very well, though she liked his kindness, it was what made her realise her feelings for him in the first place.

On the day of the Nationals, a smile came on her face while the regulars were all warmed up, Doubles 2 first and how excited she was for the first pair to come up. Cheers from them all, first one won then a loss in Singles 3. Doubles 1 a loss then a win for Singles 2; finally, Singles 1.

"Wish me luck." Evans smiled, ready and holding up her racket. "Good luck, senpai." Her smile faintly faded, darting towards Tezuka who was presenting a rare smile towards her. "Thank you, Kunimitsu." Hand reaching out to ruffle his hair as she went to the court.

Singles 1 to start, giving it everything she had. "Game and match! Evans at 6-3!" Breathing heavily, minor sweat running down her skin and grabbed the drink bottle filled with water to skull it down. "Yes!" She cheered, "you did it sis!" Her younger brother, Kazu cheered with a wide grin happy for his sister as they had won Nationals. "Next year, it'll be your turn." Shinoa smiled towards Tezuka, his head nodding as he was determined to let his team go to Nationals.

Shinoa, fifteen years old. A freshman at Seishun Gakuen, High School Division. "Shinoa! Do you want to check the boys out after school?" Honoka asked, brushing part of her long raven hair to the side. Her brown eyes staring at her best friend since Junior High, although she was in the sewing club, they were classmates and able to get along. Though she was a bit of a closet pervert and like many other teenagers their age, wanted a boyfriend and while she wasn't as desperate as her friend was, she always liked to watch the boys during their club activities and say which one they wanted to date. "I guess." The brunette sighed, there were many guys in their school who were attractive but really...they didn't catch her attention.

She already had her eye on her neighbour, but he was always so strict and stoic! She couldn't figure him out and it was frustrating; wishing he had some space for her - for a relationship. Maybe she should start looking at other boys again? Perhaps just move on and find a guy who'd want to be with her instead? "Come on! You know you want to." Honoka nudged, "okay okay." Shinoa laughed, she didn't mind as long as her friend didn't make a big fuss.

Once the day ended, Honoka had taken her friend over to the basketball courts first. Usually, girls hoarded around the boys' sports to fangirl and adore the handsome, tall boys who were practising. "Aren't they cute?" Honoka asked, cheeks tinting red. Staring in awe at the boys, "kinda." Though they didn't really interest her, "oh~ I see. You like tennis boys." She winked, dragging her friend over towards the tennis courts. More girls lingering around and watching the boys practice, the first years swinging their racket and the regulars having matches.

"I wonder how they'd fair against you." Honoka wiggled her eyebrows, "I don't know. I'd probably be on par with them, they're good."
"Not as good as Tezuka I bet." Well, she had a point there. Some High Schoolers just couldn't compare to the skill the Junior High students had, but she didn't want to say anything to piss off the fangirls or even if the tennis regulars to overhear. Knowing how well he was in tennis, the other regulars were good too but maybe not at national level.

"Shi look, it's Takesue." Her eyes rolled, having never liked him. "I'm amazed he enrolled to the tennis club in High School too." Shinoa commented, arms folding over across her chest. She still hadn't forgiven him for what he did to Tezuka back in their Junior High days. Getting angry because he found out Tezuka was a leftie and using his right hand for matches with his senpais.

"I need to go, Hono. I need to practice." She waved, she and her friend gave each other nicknames that were shortened of their actual name. Taking her leave; Seishun Gakuen didn't have a judo club, only a karate club as there were many other sports clubs occupying the gym and the indoor courts. She didn't mind it and headed towards the dojo she was signed up for. "Can't wait for the weekend." She mumbled.

How happy for it now to of been Sunday, Shinoa's routine of having a light breakfast then going out for a jog afterwards. Tieing up her shoes before heading out for a jog around the block, black sports leggings along with a grey crop top and white sneakers. Hair tied up and pacing herself slowly before picking the pace up, her hazel eyes focusing ahead of her after a while now she had noticed someone jogging the other way, passing her. As the person was coming closer into view, Shinoa slowed down - a really attractive male was passing by, eyeing him, their eyes meeting accidentally as her head turned while he did the same, then missing his footing and slipping. Noticing that he was about to fall, she stopped then ran backwards to catch him in her arms.

"Whoa there." Her playful tone coming out, eyes adoring his visage. Mightnight blue eyes, tall pale and a perfect set of purple hair, "you didn't need to fall for me." She laughed, probably a terrible pun but she didn't seem to care; at least he was safe and didn't ruin that attractive face of him. She hadn't recalled seeing him before but now was a great time, more than ever to just find out who he was.

"You should be more careful, it won't do you good in getting easily distracted." Slowly pushing him back up to his feet, the man noticing how effortless she held him without her arms shaking, he was much more heavier and taller than her and her strength intrigued him. "Ahn?" He smirked, placing his hand under his chin while staring down at her, "my apologies. I could say the same, but you didn't trip."

"Oh? You weren't going to use a pick-up line on me?" Clearly, from anyone else's perspective, it would appear as if they were flirting with each other - perhaps they were.
"Now why would I do that?" When she already did that when he tripped over, "hn, you're quite strong for a lady of your stature." She knew she wasn't tall like he was, but that wasn't going to stop her from giving him a playful and semi-serious response. "Course I am," she winked as she raised her arm in attempt to show him her muscles.

"They aren't for show, you know?" Gosh, now she just wanted to take a peek at his own but that seemed too desperate even for her, while the stranger placed a hand on his hip and smirked. Full and narcissistic of himself as usual, figuring she was in awe of his beauty ... plus it didn't seem like she knew who he was; excellent. "I'd love to know more, if you'll allow?" Was he asking her on a date, already? Chuckling, she couldn't do such a thing when part of her still had a crush on specs.

"No thanks, I don't go on dates with strangers." She knew better than that, plus she had no idea how strong he was and she didn't want to mess with the wrong person without even knowing a bit about them. "I'm sure we'll see each other again." She waved while brisk jogging, while his eyes stared at her while she took her leave. "She's definitely my type." He muttered to himself, before continuing his jog.