- Leon -
My eyes focused on one spot on the ground as I walked home. I was brought down by the problems that my mind refused to leave me alone. How the hell do I talk to my dad about high school? How can I change his mind?
I don't want to disappoint Natsuki again. He's a good friend of mine.
I entered my house and was greeted by the smell of good food. Probably Ayako-san cooking dinner.
" Yuu-chan, you're home. Come here, try this out." She smiled brightly at me. No matter how many times I try to push her away, telling her that she'll never replace my mother, she always keeps that bright smile on her face. It leaves a tinge of guilt every time I see her be kind to me.
I sighed, I couldn't refuse her anymore. I've got no energy to do so.
" It's good." I complimented her cooking as I took one bite. The look on her face told me she was surprised I cooperated with her.
" R-really?" Her pale hands clapped in delight.
" Where's dad?" I asked and looked for answers. Her expression toned down as she let out an expressive sigh.
" He's busy coaching his team. But don't worry, he said he'll come back for dinner." I avoided her gaze.
" Sure. I'll believe that." I trailed off the kitchen and walked to the living room.
" Don't talk like that, Yuu." I lazily rested my body on the couch without changing. A lot has happened today and it has started to weigh me down.
" He might as well just marry volleyball," I mumbled and hoped Ayako-san wouldn't hear it. Throughout my childhood, I was taught to love volleyball. Dad and I would play together and he'd teach me a lot of things. Sure, It was fun, but it rarely occurred to me that I want to play volleyball on a random day.
Later on, I realized that It was only fun because I got to spend time with him. That's how much of a bad father he is. Even his girlfriend, who he has only met not a long time ago takes better care of me.
I tried to loathe him, but I just couldn't. I hate that about myself.
I closed my eyes and tried to drift my mind somewhere else but I felt a cold hand on my arm.
" Yuu, I know you're upset at your dad. But he's trying his best too." I opened my eyes and narrowed them as I looked at her.
" Maybe if he didn't miss my fourteenth birthday I'd be convinced." Her eyes looked sad like she was pitying me. But I don't need pity, I want reasons.
" He was in Argentina. He was very guilty about it. Please give him another chance."
" He was there for every other birthday, right?" She added. I turned around, denying any chances of me forgiving him.
" Leon..."
" I know. I just don't want to talk about him right now." I told her and closed my eyes again.
" Alright. Well, can you do me a favour and go to the store for me?" I faced her and furrowed my brows.
" You said you didn't want to talk about him anymore." I frowned and sat up. If it means I get to spend more time outside instead of my boring house, then I'll do as she says.
" Sure." I sighed and left the living room.
I strolled through the aisles to look for what Ayako-san was asking for. I grunted as I looked at the list for the twentieth time.
" What the hell is Agar-agar powder." I looked furiously at the list and then at the array of products in front of me.
" It's a thickening powder." A woman's voice replied to my question. It startled me to the point that I immediately turned around to look for her. I was completely surprised to see Natsuki's mother in front of me.
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Next Gen. (The rivalry continues)
Fanfiction[ Next Generation ] " I think he should come to Shiratorizawa." My father admitted, clearing his throat. Leon hid his face and looked down, afraid of what his own father might say. " I think you should come to Seijoh, Leon." his father said irritat...
