Chapter 4: A HEDGEHOG AND A MEMORY

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*Flashback to Your First Year of Middle School.*

" I ... I LOVE YOU TOORU OIKAWA AND I WANT YOU TO BE MY BOYFRIEND." With my face red I looked him right in the eye.

T: Oh (P/N) .. I'm flattered really, but you're more like a little sister to me.... Iwa-chan's my best friend and I.. I could never.... I'm sorry.

"No no, let's forget about it okay! I'm just gonna walk this way, okay".

That day I texted Hajime that I had to study, so I'd be home late. I just couldn't face Tooru after that.

*BACK TO REALITY*

"I'm sorry what?"

H: Mr. Takeda was just explaining that we have a practice match with Seijoh tomorrow, but that Kageyama has to set the whole game.

"Oh okay.."

S: Hey (P/N), are you okay?

"Yeah.., I'm just thinking of all the supplies I need to bring with me. You know one of these knuckleheads is going to get hurt" you chuckled.

S: If you're okay, why are you crying?

"I'm not crying." But as soon as you touched your face you realized that unbeknownst to you tears had started to fall from your eyes. "I just know you guys are working really hard and I can't believe you're getting a match with a Top Four school. You guys are gonna do great and you're going to improve so much." You smiled. Sugawara laughed and patted your head.

S: Did you hear that guys? Our medic thinks so highly of us. Let's do our best for her.

A collective "YEA" was heard. I looked over at Tobi, whose eyes had never left my face. He knew. He knew it all. He knew that this was the first time I'd be seeing Oikawa in three years. On my walk home all I could do was think.

*Flash Back to Your First Year of Middle School.*

Joining the track team was amazing. The team became like a family. With every step we took on the track together, I'd felt like I'd grown closer to them. But 1600 meters, four laps around the track, a tiny little mile and a gigantic mistake destroyed that. The track team at Kitagawa First wasn't that great so when we made it to the finals of the prequalifers for the 4x Mile the school was so excited. The team who won this race would move on to represent the Miyagi Prefecture at Nationals. I was the anchor, the last leg of the relay. My team had put us in a good place. We were riding second battling it out for first place with another school, but when it came time for the exchange I did the worst thing possible. I tripped on my own two feet and dropped the baton. It was all my fault. The exchange was flawless, the view was clear, but I still dropped it. By the time I had stood up, picked up the baton and ran out of the exchange zone we had lost our lead. We had ended the race at dead last, and lost our chance at nationals all because of me. My team couldn't look at me. Some of them tried to be nice, but it was never the same. All that "promise" I had as a first year got thrown in the garbage. I twisted my ankle that day and was on crutches. At school, people made fun of me. Girls would be fake nice to me when Hajime and Tooru were around, and boys would be too scared to do anything. But when they weren't around, everywhere I hobbled was constant name calling. "Butter Fingers" "Hey did you have a nice trip" "It's okay having two feet really is hard" My personal favorite "the two foot drop" or maybe it was "crip, crap, baton drop", both had a nice play on words with just the right amount of sting. Tobi, Haruka and Aiko all tried their best to shield me from it, but I just smiled through it. What more could I do? I blew it. I quit running after that, both for the school and personally. Everytime I ran, it was just another reminder of the mess I made. So instead I focused on school. Eventually the student body had forgotten or they moved on to the next big event.

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