Matatagi broke out into a light pace, feet bouncing off the paved sidewalk steadily as he made his way to Kaiou Academy; it was early morning, and he had one of those rare opportunities where he could actually show up to his athletics club practice without having to worry about feeding Yuuta, and Shun breakfast. He continued on his way without interruptions, even that droning sound of wheels moving behind him hadn't frayed him from his path.
Until the distinct cling of metal against metal, and a roaring yelp resounded in his eardrums. He swung around, and saw a bike completely mutilated by a lightpost along with a girl his age, with [h/c] tresses, and [e/c] orbs holding her forehead while doubled over on the sidewalk. "[Last Name]...?" Someone has got to be kidding him, he had to run into you of all people right now—and like this.
You shyly glanced upwards, gaining a full-view of his body before landing on his confused face. "Oh, It's Matatagi-kun!" you dumbly stated the obvious, hands not yet removed from the stinging mark right dab on the middle of your forehead.
Internally scolding you for addressing him with such familiarity, he only met you last week, he forced a reluctant smile, and offered you his hand. "Here, let me help you up." and so he graciously hauled you back up on your own two feet, surprisingly warm hands meeting his cold ones. Eyes wavering back to your broken bike, that front wheel was heavily damaged, before returning back to you. Shit.
"Are you...going to Kaiou Academy?" he inquired, that signature red sash tied into a cute bow around your waist, and the red stripes lining your top was a giveaway for him. And, while you retrieved your bike with a wincing face, you nodded your head.
"That's right," you started, pulling the dented object back right side up. "I'm just transferring in today! Wait, do you go to that school, too?" you tilted your head, confusion written on your face until you earned a look of endorsement, and it soon melted into a more delighted one. "Will you show me around? If you have time!" of course that was the reason why you were speedily pedaling down the street.
Get to school early, and look around, get used to the feel of your new school before a crowd of people showed up. You also figured Matatagi might have a reason for getting to school so early—so you wouldn't have of mind if he had turned down your request. But that wasn't the case.
Feeling almost responsible for looking after you, he gave his head another nod. "Alright. Come on," he instructed, smile still glued to his face. You chortled before joining him by his side and rolling your bike beside you; both of you slowed down into a walking pace. "That bike looks expensive. It's a waste it broke like that."
"This old thing? Don't worry about it! I'm sure my aunt will be me a new one!"
Must be nice. Having so leisurely said someone will buy you a new one like it was nothing. Sigh. What is he getting himself into?
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