Their Beginnings (A Makoto x Haru Fanfic)
Their Beginnings (A Tachibana Makoto x Nanase Haruka Fanfic)
I don’t really think he understood it. In a sense he’s naïve, but I honestly couldn’t care, I’ve known him since we were babies, me being quite a few months older than him, with me being born in November and him being born in the following June.
He’s a strange one for sure, obsessed with water, swimming or otherwise, he just likes being submerged in it, and man has that made for some amusing moments, but that’s just him, that’s just Haruka; my Haru, or so I had liked to imagine him to be.
Every morning I had to go around to his house to fetch him, and more often than not he’d be sat in the bath, in his swimming trunks no less. Depending on his expression, I’d laugh and offer him my hand, or sit and listen to him. Everyone always says you can never tell what he’s thinking, he doesn’t talk much, and often has a stoic face, but I can always tell. I’ll a
Perfect Match | Rin Matsuoka x Reader
Rin Matsuoka and (Y/N), two of the best pro swimmers in [name of college] college. To the other students attending the college? It was the perfect match. Even before the two of you had ever even met each other, there was pressure on you dating him and even now there still was. This relationship brought the college even more popularity because of how well-known you and Rin had become. It seemed as if this relationship was bringing everything with it. Everything except for happiness.
It may have looked like the perfect match. It may have looked like the two of you had such strong feelings for each other. Looks can be deceiving, though.
The day he mumbled the words, will you go out with me? with a bright red face, you felt happier than you ever did before. Due to always being focussed on swimming, you never had a boyfriend previous to Rin. You couldn’t help but get
Rin Matsuoka x Reader: BiteEver since I started school again this week...This idea has been brewing in my head, so I thought hey, why the heck not? Reen's a pretty good character, so...This should be fine. I hope you like it! I probably will not. :3
(y/n)'s footsteps echoed quietly as she strolled through the empty halls of the old high school. As she ran her fingers along the walls, they tingled gently at the smooth feeling of pale-colored paint underneath her delicate touch. The golden light of a setting sun streamed in through the open windows, the fiery hues dancing and swirling through the branches of trees and into the classrooms. She stopped in one of the doorways to look at what had been her Geometry 2 class three weeks ago. The floor was now swept, the desks pushed up against the walls, and the chalkboard was fully cleaned of any chalk remnants. Finally, her eyes landed on one desk, the one that had been hers throughout her final year. It was