Tsukishima's POV
The owner of the cafe had invited me for some tea. I waited, seated in one of the booths, wondering what she wanted to talk about. She came out of the kitchen and placed two cups of tea on the table before sitting across me.
"How is she?" she asked. "Is Akira doing alright in school?"
"I just met her, actually," I said.
The woman's face was wrinkled, and age seemed to place a burden on her shoulders as she hunched over as she walked. And yet she seemed so nice, a smile that seemed to reach her eyes was plastered onto her face.
"Oh, well thank you for watching after her last night," she said as she poured tea into a cup she placed in front of me. "She texted me, telling me everything that happened."
We both took a couple of sips from our tea until she broke the silence.
"I really feel for the poor girl. When I found her, she was just sitting on one of the swings on the park with a packed bag on the ground beside her. All of her things fit in that small thing!" she said. "She had no money and nowhere to go. All I could offer her was the room we had upstairs and she gladly took it! She even offered to work here at the cafe in exchange. She's such a hard worker too, putting her best into everything she does..."
It was quite odd that the people so close to Akira were so relaxed about letting strangers know her life story. Maybe they felt so bad for her that they hoped everyone else would feel the same.
"Miss, has she ever told you about some dream of hers?" I asked, wondering if she knew what Akira was talking about earlier.
"Oh she would never tell us!" the lady said. "But she did tell me that her journey would begin soon! I'm so excited for her! It's a shame she never told us what it is, but she would always get this dreamy look on her face when she told us how hard she would work to get her dream to come true. I just hope she doesn't work herself to death! I'm so scared that she might just drop to the floor in exhaustion!"
So she really hasn't told anyone about this dream of hers. Interesting.
And still, Granny was so openly talking about Akira. I didn't feel bad for her, I doubt she needed that pity.
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Kageyama's POV
It was morning and I was headed for class when I passed by the faculty office on my way.
"Please!" someone yelled. I took a quick peek through the open door and saw Akira bowing down to a teacher while stretching out the envelope that had the money from the mini-fair to her.
"Y-you actually did it?" the teacher in front of her said, a look of disbelief smothered all over her face.
"Yes," Akira said, standing straight up with a wide smile. "This should be enough for everything."
"But how-"
"I sold stuff and worked some part time jobs and the volleyball team helped me out during the mini-fair," she exclaimed. She had a serious look on her face, like she was on a mission.
"Well," the teacher muttered. "You passed the requirements and you have enough people... I don't see why we shouldn't push through with this! Great job, Aki-chan! Tell everyone to meet up later so we can clean up!"
Akira looked surprised and was on the verge of exploding into tears. The teacher took the envelop and placed it on her table while Akira just stood there, frozen in place.
"Thank you!" she suddenly yelled. All the other teachers looked at her and smiled.
"Good for you, Aki-chan!" they greeted. She bowed at everyone with a wide smile on her face.
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