Welcome Back! (OHSHC Fanfic)

A Little Reunion

Wahhhhh!!

...I don't know what to say today other than.......STRESS!

School is seriously no joke. I swear, at the end of each day I am just drained and want to snuggle up in my bed and read a good book or pass the heck out.

BUT! Homework comes first right? Never forget that my dears, I truly regret not following that rule in my Deep Dark Past.

PAINFUL FLASHBACKS!!!!

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Anyways~

Enjoy the chapter my pretties!

(Please give a warm welcome to a certain someone coming up!!)

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It's getting difficult to breathe, a heavy weight resting on top on my body. What's wrong with me? I can't move, I'm scared. The pressure is getting heavier, almost crushing me with its brutal weight.

I'm scared . . . . I'm scared!

Calm down you idiot, don't freak out over such a small matter! Wake up and get your ass moving!

Slowly, my senses returned to me, allowing me to hear a soft voice talking urgently.

"--she's not awake yet. Let her sleep, she's been working hard lately and dealing with school can't be helping her any . . . yes, yes, I'll send the documents next thing tomorrow morning. Of course, you have a good day too. Goodbye."

My eyelids fluttered open. In the corner of my eye, I was able to see a dark silhouette with my blurry - but clearing - vision. Where am I? Did I get kidnapped after practicing . . . or was it while I was practicing? I can't remember, my brain is fuzzy and my capability to think straight is somewhere far, far away from me. When I tried to sit up, a wave of nausea and pain jolted through me, causing me to let out a low groan and whisper a curse.

"Oh, you're finally up. Geez Airi, you gave me quite the scare when I found you out cold in the practice room! And you should eat more, I couldn't tell the difference between you and a feather. Do I need to start babysitting you again?

I sat up completely, only to see that I was back in my bedroom with my manager/childhood friend looking at me with a concerned expression. His long light brown hair with blonde streaks was disheveled, probably due to his fingers running through it. The chocolate brown eyes that always sparkled and grown close to, reflected disappointment and worry. Despite his hair length and color, he wore a crisp black suit with a loose tie and black loafers. This boy. When will he ever stop worrying? Even with his big build and deep voice, the kid in front of me is still as harmless as a fruit fly. Not counting his annoying traits.

Ignoring his protests, I left the warmth of my bed, instantly regretting my thoughtless decision. It took a while for me to push past a thundering headache and strong bile that threatened to force its way through. But soon after, I was making a beeline towards the man. Not bothering to look at his face, I tightened his tie and combed his hair with my fingers to somewhat fix the bird's nest on his head.

Ah this kid, always worrying about someone else first before himself.

"That's the pot calling the kettle black you know." Oops, said that out loud.