Model Idol Combi: Hair

[jitensha]

[ it's rare that she can garner enough time away from a packed schedule and her own school hours to drop by Kaijou, but even if it's just a practice match, Makoto likes to faithfully attend what she can. She's always liked basketball, so growing closer to Kise had only made that fondness stronger. It's fun to watch them get into the game, and it's fun to lose herself cheering for them.

But it's warmer today than it's been all week, and with the hat crammed over her head to hide her identity (she so optimistically felt), it was doing little to cool her head off. Strands were starting to stick to her neck.

... In a sense, it's a happy realization, that her hair was growing longer by the day, but for now, it was a little bit troubling. Still, she waits until the court's cleared out, enough of Kise's squealing crowd dissipating to allow her to sweep her hat off and try to salvage her hair.

It's a shame she can't see what she's doing. ]

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[jitensha]

... [ she reaches up to test it, then laughs, embarrassed. She forgot it was there, too. ] Thanks! I'll make sure to take care of it!

[ex_doubly406]

I'll be sad if you let it go so easily!

[He almost reaches out to ruffle her hair, but that would be counterproductive, so he taps her forehead instead.]

Night, Makocchi.

[jitensha]

Good night, Ryota-kun. [ and she gives him one last smile before she turns to head inside. ]