Notice (Hiro Hamada x Reader)

Chapter (3): You Just Got Served

Introducing Houtarou Oreki from the anime, "Hyouka", as Houtarou Mizugaki (ho-tah-ro ✦ mee-zoo-gah-kee).

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By third period, you were already almost half asleep from two forty-five minute periods of pure boredom, especially since you had to sit through (least favorite class) and (second least favorite class). Today was a gym day so you had gym with Haruhi, which should hopefully wake you up since more than half of your gym class was filled with people who think it's the Olympic Games.

You kept your (F/C) pullover hoodie and (F/C) low-top (Converse/Vans) on and only changed into (F/C) sweatpants while Haruhi on the other hand changed her entire outfit completely by changing into a lavender t-shirt, black active pants, and yellow running sneakers. She even put her short, brown hair up in a ponytail with the yellow ribbon she had in her hair.

What's with this girl and yellow sneakers?

As you and Haruhi walked out of the girl's locker room and into the immense gym, you noticed all the guys in one corner doing all kinds of stretches and laughing obviously over the stupidest things. You even noticed the other kid prodigy there along with them, wearing his red robot t-shirt and long black basketball shorts, being dared to hang off the net of basketball hoop.

"Dude, this is how you do it," said a tall guy with messy, brown hair and bright green eyes as he demonstrated how to jump up and hang off of the basketball net, "It's that easy."

"Aww yeah, man!", the other obnoxious boys cheered on as the green-eyed-tall-guy did a backflip off of the basketball net, landing perfectly on the ground.

You gulped as you passed by the group of obnoxious boys blabbering on and on about who can do the best tricks off of the basketball net. Although they were highly obnoxious, they were all-stars at volleyball, or should I say every single sport you played in gym.

Yup, volleyball. You're least favorite sport of all time---mostly because every time you played against the Olympic Games competitors, you would end up losing the chance of winning for your whole team whether it was by missing the ball or by getting smacked right in the face by it.

"Mizugaki!", you heard the gym teacher call out to the green-eyed-tall-guy while holding onto a clipboard, "You're team captain for Team One. Start picking your teammates!"

Houtarou Mizugaki, you wanted to correct your gym teacher, since you hated how he always called everyone by their last names.

Houtarou was a fifteen-year-old sophomore who was pretty athletic when it came to sports. In fact, he's been the team captain of San Fransokyo High School's volleyball team since last year, which explains why he was always chosen to be team captain in gym. Ever since your old friends from last year forced you into attending one of the school's first volleyball tournament, you were amazed at how great Houtarou was at the sport. 

In fact, ever since you first noticed his brown hair, that wasn't nearly as messy as the other kid prodigy's, his bright green eyes, and his tall height of about five feet nine inches, you've had a crush on the jock that was two years older than you since then.

Hey, at least his hair looks like he actually brushes it before he comes to school.

You knew that never in a million years would you have a chance with Houtarou, so you've decided to keep your secret long-time crush on him as subtle as possible from others. Besides, who was there to tell about it? 

Haruhi, of course, somehow found out about your feelings toward the green-eyed-tall-guy and with her being the way she is, she wouldn't leave you alone about it whenever she caught you staring at Houtarou.