Uff! [Max Tate x OC]

Managers and Parties

Shreya's pov
I woke up early in the morning as usual.

Yesterday I had decided that I would take some classes from Grandpa. I was a taekwondo student but liked other martial arts as well.

I took a shower and wore my uniform

and went outside, in the garden to ask Grandpa if I could train with him today.

He was doing his daily exercises. I ran to him for a hug, "Good Morning, pa!", I yelled.

"Good Morning home girl! What's up? You here to train?", he joked not noticing I was wearing my martial art uniform.

"Well, actually I am. Could I please, I have never tried Kendo before.", I pleaded.

He looked shocked.

I guess it was because no one here was interested in Kendo and only payed attention to Beyblading.

Then he smiled at me and gave me a spare sword.

-time skip-
(After practice)

I took another bath to wash off my sweat. It was still six.

I was about to go out to play with the sand. As I was passing through the boys, I noticed Max was shaking, a lot.

He had a horrified expression on his face. I could tell he was having a nightmare.

I sat down next to him and sang a song my dad used to sing to me:

You always were there,
Always beside me.
Holding my hand every step of the way.
Through these eyes, you could do no wrong.
In these eyes, you were brave and strong.
In my heart, those days live on.

You were my hero.
Hero!
You were my hero.
Whoa, whoa!
Yeah.

What does it take to be a hero?
What does it take to be a man?
I'm lookin' down into my young boy's eyes.
As I feel his love, oh I realize,
The joy you passed along,
All day long.

His frown turned to a smile. He put his hand on mine . I took a deep breath and continued.

I'll be your hero.
I'll be your hero.
I'll be your hero.
Oh, whoa.

Feeling is everywhere.
It's all around us.
It lives inside the hearts of you and me.
Now it's our time to keep our country strong.
Can see that no man's son will walk alone.
Oh just take my hand,
Come on, take my hand.