Imagination

2. Kingsfall

Oikawa

Records on repeat. The same teacher talking for what seemed like ten eons of torture.

There was nothing remarkable about this day at all, except for the fact that it would be over in a few mere hours. I just had to sit through this, and I'd finally be able to get on the court with Iwa and Makki, and do something other than boring studying.

I know it's to get through high school, but it just wasn't entertaining at all. In fact, the only thing that made this class interesting was the teacher, whatever her name was, whenever she paired up groups for projects. The amount of times I had been completely carried in a project has been limitless, and I'm going to have to admit, that was a lot more refreshing. I do like keeping my grades up, so I tend to study a bit, but apparently not enough.

Ms. Katagiri was my English teacher this year, and one of the only names I could never forget. And the only reason was because she was purposely failing me. It's true! I'm pretty sure she holds a grudge towards me or something, cause I've been failing literally all of her tests and projects.

It's not my fault that volleyball takes up all my time. Maybe if she didn't pass out such heavy workloads, it would be easier!

Granted, it's only like, one sheet of paper for homework per day, but still! How do you expect me to juggle all of this like it's nothing, huh? If I don't get that scholarship for volleyball, I'm finished. It looks so good on your resume for applying to higher teams, and that's exactly what I want to do.

It's the only dream I've ever had. Volleyball was more than just a passion to me. It was like a lifestyle, a loop that you couldn't escape, no matter what. Once you're committed enough, you'll know for sure if it's something you wanna pursue in the future. Well, that's how it went for me, at least. Seijoh was a place for me to grow strong, and after I graduated, I'd move on to a place that acknowledged my strength, and took me in as its own.

I fiddled with my pen as it spun through my fingers, idly staring up at the projector at the front of the room. My eyes wandered to the clock to my left, and I sprouted a small smile as only ten minutes of class remained.

I copied down the teachers notes as quickly as possible, and then went back to zoning out. Science was so easy that it bored me. Each test wasn't difficult at all, and seemed to just get easier as time went on. It was like this since my first year, and I used to be such a good student. Now, the only thing that was evidently stopping me from graduating was my idiotic English teacher. I couldn't afford that at all, so I even stooped to the distasteful level of asking a student in my class to tutor me.

Even I dislike the idea. The grand king, Toru Oikawa, getting tutored? Yeah, that sounded way lame.

But, if it helped me bump my grade up, I needed to do it. Hopefully it wasn't someone like that Nanako girl. At least, I think that's her name? I really can't keep up with all these flamboyant women at all.

If I had someone like Chika or Iwa, I'm pretty sure I'd just slack off. Those two wouldn't work either. However, there was Tashiro. He was pretty smart, and I know he got good grades. Maybe Katagiri put him as my tutor? That would make this a lot easier. If I had a girl as my tutor, I'm pretty sure I'd just flirt her to death, and get no work done.

Please don't be a girl, please don't be a girl.

I crossed my fingers and squeezed my eyes shut, praying as hard as possible. I know I could just resist my tendencies to act all charming and amorous, but that would be no fun. With a guy, it would be a lot more tricky, so I think I'll just act neutral without any problems. Then again, that would just be boring.