AT: Didgeridoos“Eh, what are you writing there?” Obata Rika froze in her seat, hand clenching her pencil tighter. Oh god, not now. The blonde was really hoping she could go today without this occurring, but she supposed that was wishful thinking at this point.AT: Didgeridoos by pumpkincookie
“N-NOTHING!” She cried, and slammed her journal closed as fast as she could. Yachi squeaked at the action, and looked like she was going to cry. “I’M SO SORRY OBATA-SENPAI!” The smaller blonde blurted out, and Rika pulled her journal close to her chest. The two had been sitting near one another during the match, and Rika had felt the writing bug take over. She couldn’t help it; the excitement in the air inspired her after all.
“It’s really nothing! No need to say sorry!” She tried to throw her kouhai a reassuring look, holding back the temptation to clap her on the shoulder. As if the girl needed another reason to be scared of her. Rika had been doing her best to try and be frien