Miya the Nerd (x Alucard? Claude?)

Thirteen, really?

2nd day of sport festival. I'm at the MM groups that played volleyball. I had lost, and is now resting at the stairs leading to the courtyard. I'm thinking about our main events. How we're going to win and such. But as i thought, it's going to be difficult. 

Yesterday i asked the others to practice. Establishing basic things to keep in mind. 

Now i'm thinking further about 'what if's situations. Not wanting of anything to go wrong. 

A hint of banana scent passed through my nostrils, and i raise my head feeling a shadow blocking the sun. 

"What are you doing?" Claude chuckled looking at me. He tapped to my forehead, "Your brows knotting." 

I pulled back my head, swatting his hand away, "I'm thinking!" 

"The main events, right? Don't think about it too much, just improvise," he shrugged, hands tucking to his pockets. 

I huffed at his lax nature, stating, "I don't like something unexpected," and i looked down again at my notebook. 

"You mean you don't like surprises?" He sit down, gazing at the sky.

"That is not what i said at all!" 

"So you do?"

I rolled my eyes, he doesn't listen at all. Why's he here? Wait, is it to- spy?

"No, no, i do play in Hayabusa's team, but i don't do things like that, why would i?" he panicky put both of his hands up, "i like the thrill of not knowing how the battle's going to turn out anyway." 

I squint at him. He swear, crossing his heart that i found funny. Not that i'm going to let him go easy. 

"Move away then, far from me. I'm making battle strategy!" I drive him out, pointing anywhere but here. 

"Yeah, ok," he shrug, taking his leave with mild laughter. I don't know it's going to be this easy shooing him. "Just so you know, i'm rooting for you," he grinned, and finally left. 

I watched his figure strode with both of his hand behind his head, greeting and walking together with moskov. Joking with him. Well, more like laughing by himself, moskov's stance looked awkward, i bet he thought to himself of why would the monkey owner even talk to him. 

I sighed a little, going back to where i left my plan on the notebook. My worries somewhat gone without realising it. I hold the pencil tightly to write, but my mind wanders to the banana scent i keep having from Claude. It reminded me that i haven't found the knight in shining- oh it's cringey. But you get what i mean. 

A thousand of possibilities played in my head. Interrupted by a whistle as i jolted to look at the teacher calling us over. I grumble, and tidy up my stuff. The teacher said that we're done for the day and that we're free to watch or perhaps even join the free play going on the center field. 

I turned to watch Harith there, playing soccer with Alucard, Bruno and others. Running from one goal to the other. Some people cheered over them and laughing when Alucard's shoe thrown up to the air attempting to kick the ball passed over to him. Harith shakes his head in disappointment, dragging his feet to chase the ball. 

I shake my head, now's really not the time, so i walked back to class. Only to be scolded by a teacher guarding the way to class. I sighed, and sit down under a tree. Meeting Nana who's looking tired there with Irithel. The smaller stature girl fanning over her face with her palm, while Irithel stroking Leo. He's only there because it's sports festival. I guessed Dexter is also somewhere on the school right now.

"Hey! we bought you drinks! Where were you?" Nana raised up a bottle of cold water. 

"The teacher shooed us after the volleyball match ended."