Between Net and Heels. (Reon Ohira x Reader)

#3: Special Week (¬3¬) ᵖᵗ.1

The rest of the week went smoothly. Every day at lunch break, Yamagata, Semi, Tendou and Reon come.
We chat, eat, laugh, sing and dance together as if we've know each other forever.
Yamagata and I have become pretty close. Two crazy bitch like us, we HAD to get along¯\_(ツ)_/¯.

Tendou and Aki is starting to become a little more touchy, especially Tendou. When we eat he pulls Aki to make her sit between his legs while he's hugging her. It's soooo cute.

Reon and Semi aresn't as "free" as the two others, even though Semi gets along with Mei. They talk a lot together.

Goshiki texted me that we can come practice only on Tuesday and Friday.
On Tuesday and Thursday I have to cook a bento for Aki and Tendou, until she tell him the truth.
There were no more problem between the volleyball team and the dance team or even between the dancers.

✧*:.｡.Time Skip.｡.:*✧

Today is Saturday, yesterday Aizawa-sama gave me an address for me to go make a delivery.
(The MSc don't only give sport lessons, it also lend sport machines. That's mostly how the MSc makes money.)
So here I am, up at 8am to work when normally I start my day at 10am. But I'm gonna get paid more, so it's okay.
I put my work uniform on (black Jean with black sneakers and a light blue polo shirt with MSc's logo).

"Hello anjo (Angel). Already leaving?" my dad asked.

We aresn't very close. Not anymore. When I was little, before my mom disease appear, we were very close. He teached me how to play volleyball, hos to skate and to do parkour. But the cancer attacked my mom and we started to distance. He work a lot, maybe too much. Sometimes he leaves to work in others town, and he can leave for weeks, letting me and my mom alone. I know he feels guilty. He blame himself for mom's situation. And I know I don't help, I blamed him and I regret it. I can't handle it anymore. Sometimes it's like if I haven't a dad anymore. And see my mom coughing blood and act like everything were okay hurts. I know he work a lot for helping us, helping my mom. But I can see him anymore and we became distant, day after day.

"Hi papa. Yes, I have to work early today. I'll be back around 1pm. Don't forget to give mama her medicines. Bye." I get out, took my bike and ride towards the MSc, to take some documents for the client.

From there I leaved toward the mysterious address.
12, number 12.....where is the number 12. Am I in the good street?! OH THERE!
When I found the address I saw its a high school. I enter through the back fence, the only one open, and walk in the backyard. I walk by a gym and hear:

"ROOOLLLLIIIINNNNGGGUUUEEEE THUUUUNNNNDDDEEEEERRRRR!!"
Wait but.....that's.....that's MY line! And there's only one person in this world who knows it!?
Without realizing it, my legs moved on their own, leading me to the gym's door. When I opened them I saw my childhood friend.

" YUUYUU!! "He turned around. I called him by his old nickname (ꉺθꉺ )

" (Y-Y/n) !? " He ran and jumped on me. We hugged and then I realized...

" Bwahahahahahahahahahah....... You didn't grew up at all! Not even a inch!" He pushed me, pounting.

" You! You are the one who became a giraffe."

"What happened to your hair?! What's that bleached tuft!? Since when do you put your hair up!? Is that to pretend you're tall?!" I keeped laughing while my friend was still pouting.

"(Y/N) STOP PLEASE!"

"Hello bright angel..." I felt a kiss on the back of my right hand.

Da Fuck?! A guy with a shaved head was kneeling in front of me still holding my hand.
"Ummmm....hi...I guess" I was surprised but then I actually found that kinda funny.