Thursday, day of Ouran gig, 1 day until fight tournament.
your pov
Waking up was a chore as usual and it was sunny once again today which is good after last nights downpour.
"Summer is coming" I muttered looking out the window at the clear blue sky then headed to the bathroom to shower and do all that stuff.
Walking over to my draws with damp hair I pulled out a loose plain black top, black jeans, my wrappings and got dressed.
I was wrapping my chest when the door to my flat opened.
"Morning kido!" It was Hanji
I rolled my eyes at my boss's enthusiastic voice.
Too early for this shit.
"Mornin'" I groaned back.
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Walking in to the kitchen I saw Hanji stood leaning against the side with a coffee mug in her hand and she nodded to another mug that was a coffee for me.
"Thanks." I said tiredly.
"Late night?" She asked.
"Yeah long day two and I've got to hang flyers around for a gig today after school." I complained taking a sip from the hot drink.
"You haven't forgotten about the fight tomorrow have you?"
"Of course not Hanji I just have a life other than street fighting if that's okay."
"Okay, okay its just you seem stressed about everything but the thing I think you should be worried about." She said sternly.
"I'm not stressed just tired, and stressing about the fight won't help me. All I need is my wits, strength and adrenaline that will hit me when I get in the ring." I said and walked to my room. "I need to finish getting ready." I said as I left the room,
"I'll give you lift to school." She said taking a seat at the make shift breakfast bar.
"In that case I'll take my time thanks."
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We were in the car on our way to Ouran, sat in silence. Until Hanji broke it.
"y/n you gotta' get some new dr. martens." She said while glancing down at my boots. They were scratched and had a few holes in the corners of the creased where they bend when I'm walking.
"Wow thanks Hanji let me just pull out 10,700 yen and we can go get some." I say, sarcasm dripping from my voice.
"Good point."
We pulled up outside the prestigious school and I swung my door open. I went to the trunk and pulled out my bag and skate board, went back to the drives side where Hanji had rolled down her window.
"Thanks again for the ride."
"No problem kiddo come round mine later tonight after your gig thing to train for tomorrow." She said with a smile.
"Okay I'll see you then." I said pulling away from the door and allowed her to drive off. I slipped an arm though the trap of my bag and carried my board under the other arm.
I didn't even get through the gates before I was tackled to the ground by Honey.
"Morning to you too Mitskuni" I said with a slight laugh and rubbed my neck while pushing myself back up only to be helped by Mori's hand.
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