𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒕 || Windbreaker one-shots

Simple pleasures || Sakura Haruka

Simple pleasures 

= Songs ; Tip toe (HYBS), old love =

The sound of a basketball bouncing through the court filled your ears, along with the noises the shoes of the athletes made as they jumped and ran after the ball, attempting to get their hands on it.

Running towards the basket, you saw him, jumping and grasping the hoop before dunking the ball through it.

Sakura Haruka.

As he landed safely back on the court, he lifted his jersey to wipe the sweat on his face with it, his eyes meeting yours. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, silently asking his coach with a single glance why you were here.

The coach's eyes shifted towards you, gesturing Sakura to come closer.

"I've been meaning to tell you why I asked you to come here." The coach told you "I heard you wanted a letter of recommendation."

Your eyes lit up at the mention of a letter of recommendation, and you placed your full attention on the conversation.

"You see, Sakura here has trouble with his grades. And it worries me. The requirements for the college he wants to get in is to at least have a 10 out of 20, which he's far from reaching right now. Which is why I thought about you. I heard you tutor students, since your name was on the tutoring board.

If you're willing to tutor Sakura, I'll make you a letter." The coach finished, and you stared at Sakura.

You had always hated his guts, and he had always hated you for being what he calls "a nerd".

"Sakura ?" You asked unsure "I have to tutor him ? He'll never listen to me."

"Is no one going to ask for my opinion ? Who said I wanted to study ?" Sakura chimed in, his words hurled at his coach.

"You're going to study or else I'm kicking you out of the team." The coach said firmly, before look in back at you. "So, what do you think ?"

The promise of a letter of recommendation motivated you, and you stared right into the coach's eyes as you replied.

"I'll do it."

Sakura's eyes widened.

"Uh no ? I don't want to study."

"You don't really have a choice, pretty boy. I need that letter." You responded, giving the coach a firm handshake before taking your papers and exiting the gymnasium without a glance behind.

Maybe you should've glanced behind you though. Then you would have noticed Sakura's face turning completely red at the sound of the nickname you gave him.

"Did she just call me pretty ?"

* * * *

You were waiting for Sakura at the school gate, eyes on your phone, when he walked right past you.

You rolled your eyes, annoyed. Was this guy for real ?

Grabbing his wrist and giving it a light tug, you caused Sakura to be pulled back toward you.

"What do you want, miss nerd ?" He groaned, a dusty shade of pink coloring his cheeks as he stared at your hand on his wrist and felt the warmth of your touch.

"Did you forget about the deal ? I'm supposed to be tutoring you." You reminded him, to what he simply yawned.

"Mind you, I didn't accept any deals. I don't want to do this tutoring thing, I hate studying and I'm certainly not going to spend my time on this. Besides, I've never brought anyone to my house before and I'm certainly not starting today." The dual haired boy stated, starting to walk away.