CLIPPED HUMMINGBIRD

Chapter 1

The team

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Inhaling the crisp air refreshing. It kept you grounded, the cold air filling your lungs, the air stinging your skin from the cold temperature. It's been a while since you felt this good about something, even hopeful. You walked with a pep in your step even if it was barely noticeable, it just felt different somehow. A little while after you had left your house. You walked to the teacher's lounge to hand in your application. The short hair man with glasses smiled.

"I'll see you at practice."

You smile and nodded at Takeda. Quickly taking your leave. You started your way to your classroom. You had been assigned to a seat in the back. You honestly couldn't see anything in front of a blonde giant in front of you. Most of the time you just stared out the window not really caring about taking notes. The bell had rung indicating the school day to begin. Your teacher started the class setting up some problems upon the board. You sighed not even bothering to do them luckily you didn't get called on throughout the school day. The whole time you tuned everything out. You really weren't interested in school, but because of your nonstop studying in the past, you just ended up being a so-called 'genius' though in reality you just built up your reading speed and knew what to look for. No matter what you'd still be at the top of the class, just out of habit. You almost fell asleep at the end of school until you heard the bell signaling the end of the school day. Realizing that the day had just gone by in a flash, you gathered your things, your notebook opened but with nothing written in it, papers that the teacher had handed out throughout the day any other remnants of your presence.

Walking out of the school heading to the gym, you had just noticed that your stomach started to growl. "Shit, I forgot to eat." Stopping by a water fountain, if you didn't have anything in your stomach then you can at least fill it with water. Then remembering, you quickly got to the gym with joy spreading throughout you. To be met by Kiyoko, she smiled and brought you to the girls changing room.

"What size are you (Y/N)?" She motioned towards the boxes of shirts, pants, and jackets. You looked at her a little embarrassed.

"Ummmmmm if it alright I like to go bigger on shirts and jackets." She looked a little confused but nodded.

You looked towards the ground shyly, most people couldn't understand why you always wore large shirts, it was mainly because you didn't want your upper arms exposed.

"Large for jackets and t-shirts and medium for sweatpants. I like how the bagginges feels." She just nodded and went through the boxes to get the sizes you had asked for, she then handed it to you. She started to change and looked over to you not having even started. Looking at you with a concerned face.

"Is something wrong (Y/N)?"

You looked down again, trying to figure out what to say, what could be believable. Because you knew you still had fresh cuts on your arms.

"Ummmm I'm a little shy." You squeaked out. She nodded understanding you and finished getting dressed.

"I'll let you get changed then. I'll see you out there." She left the room, hearing the door shut, you sighed in relief. It always gave you anxiety that someone would find out, that they'd call you a freak or make fun of you even more.

"That was a close one." Unbuttoning your blouse to only be replaced by the t-shirt. You lifted your arms to get the shirt on, your arms slightly sore because of the cuts scattered throughout your upper arms. Grabbing a hair tie that you always kept on you to be able to tie the corner of your shirt so it fits a bit better. You knew you were gonna need to modify it later so that the sleeves wouldn't ride up as much. You pulled up the sweatpants and placed the jacket on not caring to zip it up. You left the room to quickly go back to the gym.