[Prince of Tennis/Akiharu] Not My Ideal Type

|| September 25, 2017: Kirihara's birthday fic *The unserious blurb* Kirihara Akaya likes to think he's the tennis club's one and only superstar, destined to take down Rikkai's Big Three and reach the pinnacle of life. In reality, he's just Rikkai's mascot, constantly getting mercilessly punched for scoring zero on his English tests. Then one day, the person he liked ran off with someone else. The duck was already in his mouth, and then it flew away. Twice. A short-haired girl with bright eyes and pearly teeth sat on the swing, legs swaying as she covered her mouth and laughed. "Sorry, Kirihara-kun, you're not my type." But once you fall for someone, that person becomes your type. · *The literary blurb* Kirihara remembered that orange-yellow dusk, when his smiling, sharp-tongued captain gently patted him on the head and said with a smile, "Akaya, people have to grow up." Later, he really did grow up. His growth began with falling for someone. · · ※ A work by A Xi. ※ Couple: Kirihara Akaya x Tachibana An | A hot-blooded boy dreaming of conquering the world x a violent girl who just wants a peaceful life. ※ A fateful entanglement. Theme: None