“Hey!”
Hershaille stopped herself from rolling her eyes when she saw Akahiro waiting outside of her room. She didn’t know how long he was waiting, but he had been there for a while now.
He was already wearing his t-shirt and jersey shorts for the game later, like her. She had to admit, he looked so good on a white t-shirt. But she didn’t want to say that out loud. Not now.
Both male and female divisions from Fujimaki University were playing that day, and Akahiro was thankful for that. Now, he had a reason to drive her to the sports complex without a hard time.
But when they got inside his car, he felt degraded.
“So,” he said, “good luck with your game later.”
He waited for a few seconds for her reply or show any sign that she heard him. But to his dismay, she didn’t even look at hi
