Chasing The Sun | Akaashi Keiji X Reader
Chapter 1: If This Was A Movie
at Fukurodani High School...
Teacher Han
So, that's how balancing chemical equation works. Any questions?
Everyone’s head was hurting at the new profound lecture.
Teacher Han
Come on, it's not that hard. Now if there aren't any more questions—
He grabbed the nearby stack of index cards on his table and started picking.
Teacher Han
I will ask. Now, if you listened to my lectures earlier, you would know the answer.
Yanna whispered to her seatmate.
It was clear in (Y/n)’s voice that she didn’t want to be interrupted.
Yanna
We’re going to the mall later with my friends, you wanna come?
She smiled brightly at (Y/n).
(Y/n) scoffed and rolled her eyes.
(Y/n) and Yanna aren't exactly friends. They teamed up for the upcoming project for another subject but that was about it.
So, Yanna didn't know (Y/n)’s life outside of school.
You
Sorry, I have to study.
Yanna
Huh? But the exams are not until two more months, why are you pressured?
**Flashback, 3 years ago**
(Y/n)
But Papa, I want to go outside and go to that boy’s birthday party!
Haru Hanaraki
No, (Y/n)! You know you can’t leave this house without proper supervision!
He was fixing his tie and getting ready to go to work.
(Y/n)
But Papa I promised—
Hannah Hanaraki
Don't you ever shut up?!
Hannah, her mother, raised her hands and covered her ears in annoyance.
Hannah Hanaraki
“No” means “No”, okay? Stick that into that small brain of yours, got it?
Ashane
Mommy! My friends and I are going to the mall, can I have your credit card, please?
Hannah Hanaraki
Sure thing, darling. Here you go.
(Y/n)
Why does she get to go outside and go? You know all she does is find boys and sleep with them!
Hannah did not like the language used towards her own daughter.
Hannah Hanaraki
Are you calling my daughter a hoe?!
Hannah grabbed (Y/n) and started slapping her cheeks roughly.
She grabbed her shoulders and yelled at her.
(Y/n) practically pulled herself out of that to avoid having another panic attack.
Teacher Han
Okay. Next is Miss Hanaraki.
Teacher Han
For 20 points, how do you balance the chemical equation written on the board?
Suddenly all of (Y/n)’s attention was up front.
(Y/n) gulped as she stood up.
After class, (Y/n) hurried up to meet with her father in his office in the school.
As she was nearing her Father’s office, she can’t help but take a different route as always.
There she spotted the gymnasium, the door was open so she got a peak of what’s happening inside.
You
(“Wah, that must be fun...”)
A group of men were playing volleyball inside.
You
(“I really need to go to Father now...”)
As her long, luscious hair flew in the wind as she ran, (Y/n) eventually reached the door of the Principal’s office.
(Y/n) took a breath in and out before knocking the door.
The room was furnished in a light-beige color and had frames of achievements in the wall.
Haru was signing some papers needed for the upcoming events of the school.
(Y/n) stood alongside of the doorframe, her arms rested beside her hips like a soldier.
Haru Hanaraki
Be quick, you know I’m busy.
(Y/n) had been thinking for some time now about what club she was entering.
You
About the club I’m joining in...
You
I really want to join the Art—
Haru Hanaraki
Now, (Y/n), you should know by now that I will be deciding where you will end up in, right?
Haru Hanaraki
Whether it would be your course, clubs, work. I will decide it for you.
Haru Hanaraki
I only want what's good for you.
That sentence sent a chill down (Y/n)’s spine.
You
But Papa, I really want to join the Art club! It is my passion!
Haru Hanaraki
Art? Really? Art is worthless in today's time.
Haru Hanaraki
You won’t be able to reach anything with “Art”.
Haru sighed at the silence enveloping the room.
Haru Hanaraki
I left a brown envelope in your room, there you’d find all the things you would need in entering the club I chose for you.
Haru Hanaraki
Now, if there isn't anything else. You can leave now. See you at home—
The door was slammed before he could even finish his sentence.
You
(“Is living worth it if I’m not the one choosing the path for myself?...”)
As (Y/n) was getting ready for bed, she saw a brown envelope resting at her table.
The thought of doing something she doesn't like already is making her fuming with annoyance.
After a few minutes of debating whether or not she should open it, she finally did.
You
A manager in the men’s volleyball club?!
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