𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐡 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 27

Peculiarly empty sky, turned completely white, brought the first snowflakes into the neighborhood of a young sleeping girl.

Instinctively, the girl frowned with her eyelids still melded, as if she could sensate the odd whiteness of the outside world.

Ultimately attempting to open her eyes, laying on her left side, face turned in the wall's direction, she was also met with the outlandish light coming through the window.

Just barely managing to open her eyes, her gaze instantly met with the unique winter type of the sky, the weather not being any less winter like.

„Snow...?”

At first confused, she lifted herself into a sitting position, without feeling any pain in her abdomen. The realisation of the lack of pain in her abdomen hit her, and she instantly twisted her lips into a mischievous smile.

„Finally.”

Literally throwing herself onto the window, she observed the outside world through the blurred window, wiping it with her hand quickly.

„It is snow!”

Rising up from her bed, the girl clumsily pulled the blanket with her left leg, tripping over it and landing onto the firm floor.

„Of course.”

Mumbling to herself, she got up quickly,  opening the door and leaving her room, dashing down the stairs in a search for the two adults.

„Dad, aunt! Did you both see the weather?! It's snowing! It's finally snowi...ng...”

Vaguely finishing the last word, the girl was dumbfounded by the sight before her.

Sitting in the kitchen in contrast to her father were Kenma and Kuroo, both turning in her direction as soon as they heard her talking.

Embarrassed by the presence of the two boys, she stared at both of them for a moment before dashing back up the stairs, her heart beating with incredible velocity.

Running back into her room, she closed the door, leaning against them as she placed both hands over her face, which now felt as if it was burning.

„That...that was so fucking embarrassing...”

She mumbled to herself again, slowly sliding her hands down to her mouth, letting the right arm fall from her mouth, with the left palm still resting against her lips.

„I'm never leaving my room again.”

Uttering those words, sudden sound of knocking behind the door startled her, as she stepped away from the door instantly.

„Y/n? Are you okay sweetheart?”

„Y-yeah, I just remembered that I'm supposed to go to school again today. I should probably hurry and get ready, could you tell the boys to just wait for me downstairs?”

Nervously biting her lower lip, she waited for a response, her heart beating even faster than just a minute ago.

„Yeah, sure thing sweetheart. But make sure to get ready on time today.”

Narrowing her eyes at her father's words, she fought back the urge to attack her own father with words, deciding to simply make him go away in the end.

„Go away!”

„That's rude sweetheart, I'm a very fragile person you know?”

„I don't care, if Oikawa was a fictional character you'd definitely be considered as his kin!”

„Who's that sweetheart?”