ʀᴇᴅᴀᴍᴀɴᴄʏ ~ ɪɴᴀᴢᴜᴍᴀ ᴇʟᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴏɴᴇ sʜᴏᴛs

ʙᴇsᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅs - ʜᴀᴍᴀɴᴏ ᴋᴀɪᴊɪ

No one's POV

"Hamano, get up!" Y/n said, trying to pull his arm. Hamano still didn't budge. He was resting his head on the table.

"Five more minutes.." he muttered, turning his head to face Y/n.

"You're going to be late for practice, everyone's left the club room except you!" Y/n said, still trying to pull him out his seat.

"Well that's nice, isn't it?" He mumbled, grinning slightly. He lifted his head up and stopp up. Y/n let go of his arm.

"Finally.." She sighed, wiping her forehead. Suddenly, Hamano began to run to the door. He opened it and looked back at Y/n.

"Race you to the field!" He yelled, running out the door and shutting it behind him.

"Hey! That's not fair!" Y/n yelled back, running to the door and opening it. She found it locked and tried her best to unlock it, but it was no use. She tried to use a pin to pick at the lock but it didn't work. "Stupid door!" Y/n said, kicking it. She then looked around and noticed a window at the very top of the room. The girl sighed and muttered to herself "The things I do because of that idiot.."

Meanwhile, Hamano was already practicing, doing kick ups with the ball. Hayami was standing infront of him, trying to copy his actions, in which he failed doing so.

"Don't worry Hayami, you'll get it next time!" Hamano said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"By next time you mean never.." Hayami mumbled. Hamano chuckled and pat him on the back. 

"Let me teach you how to do it, first you—"

"Hamano!" A girl's voice shouted. Hamano looked at the source of the voice and grinned. He waved at the girl.

"Y/n! What took you so long?" Hamano asked. Y/n looked furious. She walked quickly over to the two boys and gripped Hamano's collar. Hayami just stood there, deciding wether or not he should interfere. "What's wrong?"

"You locked me in the stupid room!" Y/n said, shaking Hamano.

"C-calm down! How about I make it up to you and we get some ramen after this?" Hamano said, holding up his hands beside his head. Y/n thought about it and let go of him.

"Sure!" Y/n then turned to Hayami. "Wanna come with us?"

"Honestly, I don't think I have a choice.." Hayami muttered.

"Great! Who's paying this time?" Y/n asked. Hayami and Y/n turned to Hamano.

"No."

"You suggested the idea—"

"Because you were mad at me!"

"Hamano just pay."

"How about no."

"Fine, I'll pay!" Y/n said. Both of the boys looked at her and smiled.

"Thanks!" Hamano said. Hayami nodded and smiled a little.

"Now go and practice, I need to go sit with the managers." Y/n said, shooing them off. They both ran off, dribbling the ball with them. Y/n sat on the bench beside Midori and rested her head on her shoulder.

"Tired?" Midori asked. Y/n hummed in response. "Was it Hamano again?"

"Yeah, locked me in the club room." Y/n replied. Midori laughed. 

"Again?" She said. 

"Mhm. Just so he could win a stupid race." Y/n muttered. Midori and Y/n began to have a little chat about things that have happened in their classes, such as Nishiki almost pulling the school fire alarm. Once they had stopped talking, Y/n began to zone out and stared into nothingness while Midori was yelling some encouraging words for the team.

"Who you staring at?~" a voice sung in her ear. Y/n lifted her head off of Midori's shoulder and looked beside her, being greeted by her best friend.

"N-no one, go away." I mumbled, yawning a bit.

"Ooo~ was it Kirino?" He teased. I shook my head.

"I told you—"

"Shindou!"

"No!"

"Who then?"

"I said no one! I was zoning out!" Y/n shouted, gaining the attention of the whole team. "Sorry."

"I'm just joking! But if you do like anyone on the team, let me know, I'll set you up with them." Hamano said, wrapping a hand around her shoulders.

"You'd be the last person I tell.."

"Hey! That's rude!" Hamano said, slightly offended. Y/n rolled her eyes.

"I'm just joking!" She said in a mocking tone. "You're my best friend after all."