❝"Semi-san," he said light and breathy, mostly to try and get the other's attention. Semi looked at him from over his shoulder, a small (relieved) smile danced on his lips. Kenjirou didn't know what compelled him to say the next words he said - mayb...
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"Semi-san, if we're single by the time we're thirty, let's get married."
It was a day in spring, when cherry blossoms fell on his hair harmlessly, the faint smell of roses around them filling his nostrils, making his already nervous body to become a wreck, the sound of kids chattering all around.
It made sense, it was graduation after all.
He was nervous, but maybe it was the way he smiled brightly as he stood with his friends that gave him the sudden courage to confess. Maybe it was the way when the other boy glanced in his direction, beckoning him to come closer which made him feel like he had just pulled off a successful setter dump.
Maybe.
That day Kenjirou Shirabu got his heart broken.
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Kenjirou Shirabu was a man of many regrets but he had long learned that many things were just out of his control.
Even so, meeting Eita Semi had got to be the biggest one. It was inevitable, but there were many precautions he could've taken that would've prevented this certain situation from taking place, because here he was, twenty four, sitting lonesome and anxious in the corner, drinking his regrets away—or well he hoped he could drink them away.
Unfortunately it was easier said than done. Movies had always made it seem straightforward, but maybe it was just his luck that he couldn't stop thinking for even a moment, making him lose all composure he previously ever had.
It was Ushijima's birthday and obviously he invited his old teammates and obviously that was great, you know—except it was not. Ushijima's birthday was the least of his worries and frankly put, he really didn't give a shit about it, he was long past the stage of being an obsessive fanboy (as much as he liked to deny that particular word, candidly that was definitely not what went on, but Taichi liked to say it was) over the other, but in came his best friend in the whole wide world (he regretted all his decisions that led him to become best friends with the literal reincarnation of Regina George), Taichi dragged him there with of course help from others (Kenjirou's grip on his glass tightened as he watched Goshiki dance carefreely with Taichi) after Kenjirou oh so gracefully managed to avoid team reunions over the years with such class, all because of one man.
