After Seigaku's win against Hyotei, there were a few days break in between. It wasn't much although rest was needed, Tezuka's arm had Shinoa worried and went over next door. A small bento box in hand as she rang the doorbell, her attire consisting of a plain v-neck shirt, along with a high-waist skirt. The hem, inches above her knees along with lita shoes to match. While waiting, she had brushed part of her hair behind her ear as the door opened.
His brown hues gazed at her, unfazed but in awe at her beauty. School uniform and tennis bag hung behind him, "what brings you here, Evans?"
"I just wanted to check up on you," she paused while slightly biting the bottom of her lip, "I brought some food..." Presenting it to him, closing the front door gently he faced back towards her to reply, "I apologise, I have a meeting with the others."
"Oh, okay. What about for lunch?"
"I'm unsure how long it will go for, I must take my leave now." Moving aside as the brunette watched him take leave, Tezuka was going to meet up with the others, he and the rest of Seigaku didn't know it yet, but they were to go bowling.
Her green eyes stared at the ground sadly while letting a small sad sigh out, her heart was aching and it felt like he wouldn't ever like her. She had tried to get her feelings across but each time, he didn't pay attention to it. Was he telling her he didn't feel the same way? It sure as hell seemed like it; her feet marching off. Shinoa didn't want to head home, not in such a depressing state. Her phone taken out but only for a moment to then be placed away, she wasn't in any mood to ask Honoka to hang with her.
Instead, she felt it was better to head somewhere else, to the shops or anywhere to clear her mind. First heading to the station to where somewhere more refreshing, a more rich district even seems better. Though while seated, her foot tapped not in impatience but eagerness to get her small frustrations out.
Once her stop, she took off and went for a small stroll, admiring in the scenery and enjoying the day, wanting to forget what happened. Although, not everything could go peacefully as anyone hoped.
"Hey there," a few high school boys approached as they stared down at her, one combed his hair back and gave her a flirty smile, their appearance was fashionable but she wasn't particularly interested. Her box remained in her small backpack, safe from getting damaged if she so desired to hurt them.
"You're way too pretty to be out here alone." Only a small sigh, she didn't want to be rude to them, but if she must. "Do you want to hang with us?"
The other guy flashed a grin, "no thank you." She told them, wanting to say how she wanted to be left alone but maybe they were going to understand they couldn't get their way?
"Oh come on," the first guy persuaded as he took another step towards her while she took one back. "I don't want your company," frowning now while clutching her fist, feeling ready to swing at them if they tried to touch her.
"Look, you need to be adored miss~" Before Shinoa could speak, a hand was placed on her shoulder and someone else spoke in her place, "there you are. I've been looking for you," a gentle smile on his face as the man pushed his glasses up.
"You're not bothering my girlfriend, are you?" Quickly enough, the men took their leave while she turned to stare at him. "That was a close one miss, you should be more careful."
Gently gazing upon his handsome features, her eyes starry that followed a friendly smile. "Ah, I should thank you," though she was going to say she could have handled it herself but didn't want to put him off.
"... you're Oshitari, aren't you?" As if she could forget, she had watched him play doubles with his partner just yesterday. Besides, she wasn't going to forget a man with a handsome face and an attractive accent, believing he was from Kansai.
"I am," his smile friendly as he remembered who she was, who could forget a girl standing up to Atobe like she did. It wasn't everyday one wasn't all fangirling for him.
"Thanks for that, they were making me uncomfortable." She replied to him, "I uh..." Shinoa paused, scratching the side of her head as she didn't think she would be asking him such a question, her thoughts through when she was on the train. If Tezuka wasn't going to accept her, then someone else could.
"...do you by any chance have Atobe's number?" It was rather sudden but she wanted to have a word with him. "Why would you want to talk with him, miss? You don't need to bother with him," he replied. Hinting she could do better than the popular rich boy.
"Oh? So I should hang with you instead? Aren't you just as popular?" She laughed, "it has nothing to do with what I said, don't worry. He's not really my type," she brushed off. "I thought I should apologise to him, that's all." Walking slowly beside him towards the park and taking a seat at the bench, Oshitari took his phone out to call Atobe, alerting him of the pretty lady who wanted to meet him here.
"I've called him for you." He said, "I'll keep you company until his arrival, I don't want anyone else approaching you." Then she realised she hadn't told him her name and laughed. "I'm sorry, I hadn't introduced myself yet." Her smile shining brightly at him, "Shinoa Evans," her gaze staring at him.
"You don't need to say anything about what happened, I'm sure it won't happen again." Her eyes staring down at her hands before turning to face him again, "so Oshitari, what's your school like?" She asked, figuring she should give some small casual talk while waiting for Atobe to arrive.
"I'm sure you know its an expensive school." He stated the obvious, "Hyotei has many various subjects and clubs." Wishing she could see what this school was like plus their school uniform and how they practice. "I'd love to watch your team practice... I'm sure you wouldn't mind, I'm guessing a lot of girls come to watch." With how popular Atobe was, it was her best guess.
"I would love it if you came to watch, you'll keep your eyes on me, won't you?" Oshitari whispered, giving her a flirty tone while leaning in towards her. Eyes widened, her cheeks turning red as she tried to brush it off by looking away from him.
"If I'm invited, sure." Doing her best to play it cool despite how fast her heart was beating from his tone of voice. "A-Anyway, I'm sure you're busy..." she said, wanting to find a way to cool down. "I promised I'd stay with you," which meant Atobe asked until he arrived.
"Oh, then I hope you don't mind if I eat my lunch." Taking her bag unto her lap to unzip it and took the bento box out, still clean and fresh. Although it was made for Tezuka, she figured she would eat it instead as she didn't want to waste it. Opening the lid, the scent of a delicious cooked meal consisting of rice, meat, rolled omelette and vegetables rolled into the shape of a rose.
Lastly, in the corner was two folded crepes with strawberries and a small pack of cream to enjoy it with. Oshitari's eyes stared at the containment and he had to agree on how delicious it looked, wanting a bite even but sadly there was only a pair of chopsticks. Her eyes down while picking up a small handful of rice and a part of her rolled omelette.
Cheeks tinted while he was watching her eat, lost in a daze until snapping back once hearing someone speak. "There you are, Oshitari." Quickly standing up, he headed over with a calming smile, "be nice to her, she's lucky."
While heading off, the other had approached her and stood there while hands in his pockets. "Hey, you called me out." Trying to place another piece of food in her mouth before stopping then closing her mouth, "Atobe!"
Her eyes followed him to sit beside her, "huh? What did you want to speak to me about?" He asked, clearly seeming not busy as he had time to come here for her. "I just wanted to apologize, that's all. I just didn't like what you did, I know you beat Tezuka but I could tell with a win like that, you didn't seem happy." She could tell that much, her keen eyes staring back at him while taking another bite.
He raised a brow while taking interest in the meal she made, "did you make that yourself?" Changing the subject, eyes following her chopsticks to pick up a half slice of strawberry while her hand moved to his mouth. "Yes, I bet you want a bite." A smirk came to his face while leaning in to take the strawberry in his mouth.
Intensely staring at her, "here. You can have a crepe too," she said while picking it up with her chopsticks. Atobe wasn't going to comment on how this looked like a date nor even how the sharing was an indirect kiss. Perhaps that didn't even occur to her, but he was amused she was willing to share food she made.
"Delicious," he commented while slowly taking his time on eating her crepe. "Would you make food for me next time?" He asked, his leg crossing over while watching her finish up her lunch.
"What?" Shinoa laughed, "I don't know you that well...besides, I think you already have girls make food for you." Any girl who cooks well would want to impress him, though she figured there was more to it than that. "Ahn~? Then allow me," he smirked.
"No I mean, I already like someone." Bluntly saying it straight, "Tezuka...right?" Though he didn't like it, she had placed her lunch away in her bag and nodded her head. "Of course, we're neighbours. I like everything about him," though she didn't want to tell him all the reasons why.
"But, I think he doesn't like me in that way." Her eyes looking down sadly while sighing, it didn't mean she was going to give up. Standing up, the brunette figured she shouldn't stay for too long, "I should head home."
Standing up, Atobe reached his hand out to grab her wrist, "you minx, you flirt with me then reject me and yet never told me your name." Of course, she didn't and turned to laugh slightly, "Shinoa Evans." He had let go of her hand, "allow me to treat you." At least he could do that much for her, "you don't need to."
Her offer declined, unsure why he addresses himself as oresama. "You're modest," though she didn't need to be since he offered. "You're not insisting?" She asked, raising an eyebrow as he chuckled "I wouldn't do that." Ah, now she was more keen to know more about him, "fine. I'll take you up on that date I said, let's get boba."