(Yatori) I Won't Give Up

Introductions

No one's POV

Hiyori was a young girl, who was starting her first year in high school as a freshman. Hiyorin enjoyed her life, she had everything she could imagine.

2 loving parents that cared deeply about her, an older brother who had recently already moved away to college for his studies, 2 amazing best friends who spent so much time with her, a roof over her head, and best of all - the experience of watching wrestling.

Hiyori may have seemed like a typical girly girl who wore shorts that were just WAY too short, make up loving freak, a goody two shoes, etc. But instead of curling her hair or getting her nails done on her free time, Hiyori chose to watch wrestling matches.

Her favorite move used by her favorite wrestler, was the Jungle Savate.

Hiyori was absolutely obsessed with this move, attempting it many times, and of course failing. Every. Single. Time.

Now, it wasn't like Hiyori was aloud to watch these types of things. Her mother always pictured her being very lady-like, away from on the tomboy-ish actions.

"Hiyorrriiinnnnn!" called her mother from downstairs.

Hiyori lifted her head off her pillow and lazily looked out of her bedroom window. The sunshine shone bright into her room, blindingly causing her to squint.

She then lazily blinked twice and turned her head over to her alarm clock.

"6:34 am" read the clock

Hiyori let out a big sigh as she stretched her arms high in the air, making weird morning noises in the process.

"Hiiiiyyyyooorrriiiinnnnnn," called her mother, yet again.

"Coming mother!" Called Hiyori in her tired voice, shifting her legs to the side of the bed and letting her bare feet touch the cold floor.

Hiyori quickly got dressed in her usual attire, her school uniform, a thick red scarf, and let her hair flow down as she brushed it.

Hiyori trotted downstairs to see her father sitting at the table doing his usual routine. A newspaper and a coffee mug. She turned to the kitchen to see her mother cleaning up after being done cooking with the breakfast.

Lastly, Hiyori looked at the table to see it sitting right there. Her breakfast just waiting to be eaten. Hiyori skipped over to the table, in an unusually happy mood and plopped herself down at the table and began scarfing down her food.

The season was currently December. Winter was in secession.

Hiyori always loved the winter, but she never had a reason why. Snow flakes always seemed to be a beautiful form from nature that Hiyori loved to watch.

After Hiyori was done stuffing her face with her breakfast, she said goodbye to her mother and father and trotted herself outside.

It was currently snowing outside, but not much. The little snowflakes that fell from the sky and into Hiyori's hair made it look like she had a dandruff problem (yuck).

Hiyori took in a deep breathe of the cold, fresh air. Tightening her scarf and putting on her usual smile on her face, Hiyori began taking the steps on the sidewalk that led to her new high school.

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(Will be editing these chapters soon)

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