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Journal Entries - Hinata Shoyo x Reader -

Dear Diary,

This is my first diary entry I am so excited my best friend also got a journal his name is Hinata Shoyo. My name is L/N F/N and I am 9 years old and this is my diary today I hanged out with Shoyo it is really fun he gave me this notebook and we are going to the beach

Love,

July 29th 2005

“Shoyo! I finished writing my first entry! What about your entry?” you asked, waving the large light green notebook around happily. The redheaded boy was in front of you, tongue stuck out in concentration as he scribbled in his journal, finally his face lit up with delight. 

“I just finished, here, I’ll show you!” he exclaimed, excitedly shoving the notebook into your face. You picked up the relatively heavy notebook and stared in awe at his handwriting. In all the years you and Hinata had been friends, he’d never written so neatly, it seemed he’d tried his best for his journal.

Dear Journal, 

Hi im Hinata Shoyo and this is my journal im starting it with my best friend F/N. They are awesome and nice and i want to hang out with them and be their best friend forver. I am having a playdate at they’re house today and we are going to the bech today in a few minutes

Bye!

2003/07/29

“Wow! You wrote really neatly for this! You’re so cool Shoyo! I can’t wait to go to the beach and make some sandcastles with you and catch snails!” you giggled, going to your closet and taking out a t-shirt to put over your swimsuit you’d put on earlier.

“You always put on a t-shirt over your swimsuit, do you not like swimsuits like those?” Hinata asked, causing you to swivel your head to look at him, shirt halfway up your arms.

The comment caught you off guard, you’d never been asked that question before, so you’d never really thought about it, “I guess I feel more comfortable in this than I do my normal swimsuit, it doesn’t matter much.”

“That’s good, whatever you feel better in you should wear,” he smiled, placing the journal down mindlessly, getting up to go get his bag, “Now, come on, let’s go to the beach!”

The shirt slipped over your head effortlessly as you raced to go pick up your goggles, “Yeah! Let’s go to the beach!” 

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1st year of middle school, 

Dear Journal,

Again, Shoyo is playing Volleyball. That’s all he ever seems to do these days, and I’m sick and tired of hearing him talk about it. It’s so draining,, I just wish he’d pay attention to me, it's almost as if I’m not even there half the time. I’ve come to the point where I like it when I have classes without him, and I get anxious for school everyday just because of his presence. It’s become a nightmare I can’t escape.

September 22nd, 2009

The two of you were sitting after school during middle school, now, the two of you were 13 and in your first year of middle school. Hinata was practicing receiving again with the ball against the wall, like always. Ever since he’d seen the ‘tiny giant’ playing volleyball, he’d become obsessed with it.