• Sunflower • Hinata Shoyo x Reader

13 • Restart

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❝Your life does not get better by chance. It gets better by change.❞

-Jim Rohn

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You open the door, the sound of the hinges creaking the only thing filling your ears. Your house is silent.

You walk inside, holding the bag of cat food in your arms. Henjin waddles up to you, already acting like the perfect house kitten.

You get a small bowl from the kitchen and pour some of the food inside, setting both the bag and the bowl down. Henjin runs over and, thankfully, seems to enjoy it.

You go to your bedroom and lay out the clothes for tomorrow. The uniform is simple, but you do have to wear a skirt, which will probably be awkward. 

You lay down on your bed, the covers enveloping your body. A bit later, Henjin joins you, and you giggle. 

"Is this karma because I didn't buy you a bed?" You ask him, petting his little orange head. 

He only curls up beside you, purring.

You drift off to sleep, your dreams full of kitten purrs and the first day of school that awaits you.

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"It's a restart. A new day," You say to yourself in the mirror, "Grandma would be proud. I'm going to school again."

Henjin cuddles in your arms, getting hair all over your new uniform. 

"Tsk tsk," you hum, putting the cat down, "take care of yourself Henjin. Don't get in trouble, okay?"

Henjin only head-butts your leg. You sigh. "What am I going to do with you?"

You grab your backpack, surprised at how heavy it is. You clench your schedule in your hand, taking a deep breath.

You take one last look at your house, no Henjin in sight. He must've run off. You sigh, closing and locking the door behind you. 

You hop on your bike and ride to school.

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Meow.

The sound makes you stop.

You're outside of Karasuno High School, ready to go to your first class. But then you hear a meow.

. . . and it's coming from your backpack.

 You decide to ignore it and head inside, sure you're brain is playing tricks on you. Henjin is at home. 

Right?

You shake your head. Of course. 

The door opens and you head inside, your heart pounding. People swarm around the halls, heading to their classes and not even noticing you. You sigh in relief.

Your first class. 

The horror of the world. The root of all evil.

Math class.

You push open the door, and take in the classroom. A middle-aged man sits at a desk at the front of the room, and students bustle around, talking amongst themselves. 

And you spot a head of orange hair, sitting alone in the corner of the class. Shoyo!

Before you can head over to him, though, the teacher stands up, clapping his hands. 

"Look who it is!" He says. "Class, our new student!"

Everyone turns and stares at you. You shudder, your heartbeat erratic. "Hi," you mutter, turning to the teacher. "Wh-where do I sit?"

The teacher waves his hand. "Wherever you choose. I'm Mr. Nakamura, your math teacher for this year."

You bow to him and go to sit down, heading over to Shoyo. He waves at you, a huge smile on his face. You sit in the desk next to him, smiling.

"You came to school?" He asks, resting his chin on his hands.

"Yep," you smile, "I wanted to restart."

"A restart," Shoyo smiles, "sounds nice."

You set down your backpack, but when it touches the floor, a mew comes from the bag. Your eyes widen.

"H-hey Shoyo," you say nervously, "are cats allowed at school?"

He tilts his head. "No, wh-?"

Henjin pops his head out of your bag, staring at Shoyo. He hops out, and you try to grab him, but he curls up at Shoyo's feet. 

Shoyo giggles, picking up the cat and hiding him in a jacket.

"I didn't know you had a cat!" he whispers, "but why'd you bring it to school?"

"I didn't mean to," you reply, zipping up your bag. What are you supposed to do?

Well, that explains why your bag was so heavy earlier. 

"Here," you say, putting out your arms, "give him to me."

Shoyo hands Henjin over, and you make a little bed for him in your backpack. Since he's small it's perfect, but hopefully he doesn't get hungry. You zip it up, leaving a little hole so he doesn't get hot.

"I'll give you your jacket back at the end of the day." You tell Shoyo, smiling at him. He gives you a thumbs up. 

"It's fine," he tells you, "let's just hope we're not caught."

"Caught," a voice says, "doing what?"

It's Mr. Nakamura, with his arms crossed, staring down at you.

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