School sucks

Supporting - Ittosara

The wind brushed in her face, Kujou stretched the arrow across her bow and stared straight into the distance. She felt her eye looking at the target and was determined to destroy the target, she put all her frustration, practice and happiness into that full on shot.

And missed.

♢

"You okay?" It was the sound of the one and only Itto, Sara was on top of him and they were curled up on his bed. It was an afternoon in Autumn, and tournaments for archery were coming up. That was lately what had been in Kujou's mind, she'd even slipped up on a few of her grades because she was so nervous. Of course she never admitted that.

She lifted her head off the pillow, and let go of Itto's hair that she was desperately gripping onto while she slept. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. Just tired." She brushed her hair back and then kneeled on the bed.

"You sure? You were snoring loudly, and sweating a lot. And before that you still kept on complaining that you were so tired, so of course I had to lead you back to bed but still, what could be troubling you this much, eh?" Normally Arataki wasn't this considerate, but he was actually genuinely worried for his girlfriend. She'd stopped correcting him and scolding him, she'd stopped texting him in the morning and night and she'd generally gotten way too tired easily and of course she felt guilty for lacking on those things.

He knew about the archery practice, but he didn't know how Kujou was exerting herself so much for it.

"I'm fine, don't worry, besides, snoring isn't much of a symptom of anything, and you actually snore too and I don't point it out." She pinched his nose and he squealed.

"That kind of hurt." Itto cupped his nose and then got of the bed. He watched Kujou put on her shoes and her jacket to leave.

"Are we going somewhere?" He blatantly asked, he wondered why she was leaving so soon, he obviously wanted to spend more time with her because immediately when they met up she complained of being sleepy minutes later.

"No, you can rest, I'm going to practice." Sara fit her hands through her sleeve of the grey jacket and then tried to pack her hair up as she stood in front of the mirror. Itto approached her and started braiding her hair, "You're always practicing though.".

"You hardly even study with me anymore, which is kind of weird, you love studying." He stated calmly as he braided her hair a little more, then he packed it into a small ponytail, it was a common style he gave to his little twin sisters.

Kujou smiled in annoyance as to how the hairstyle didn't fit her and then brushed it off, "We can study soon, the tournament is coming up, and I'm not in a position to loose." She zipped up her coat.

"I mean, I hate loosing too, but you've won tons, you should be proud of yourself and rest." It was unlike Arataki to say these things, but they just slipped out of his mouth. Kujou turned around and looked at him silently for a few seconds, she wanted to say something but there was nothing much to reply with.

He was right, she'd won a lot, and even so, she was unsatisfied.

"But if practicing is what you want then I won't stop you, because I'll be super proud when you win! It's like a part of me wins too." Surprisingly the words he said were so uplifting that Sara gave him an uncalled for hug. It took him a minute to squeeze her back, but then he proposed the question in his mind for a while, "Y'know, I've always wanted to see your oh-so-special skills. Can I pweaaase go watch you practice?". He begged because she never actually invited him to come.

Abruptly Kujou let go of the hug and shook her hands, "N-no!". It made Itto look at her in a little bit of shock.

"I mean, not today, maybe later."