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Chapter 1: school gymnasium
It was after practice and I was already sneaking off to the school gymnasium where I knew they would be. I looked inside and there they were, doing the waltz again. I set my stuff down and walked over to them as I usually did. They opened their eyes and smiled at me and I smiled back.
We danced to the music. The piece playing this time was mariage d'amour also known as Chopin's spring waltz (I did research on this because it was confusing me and the piece mariage d'amour was played by Richard Clayderman composed by Paul de Senneville and is also known as Chopin spring waltz). We glided along the clean gym floor slowly as the sky got darker and the music was coming to an end.
I always hated this part. The music would end and they would leave without saying a word. I didn't even know their name. The only sound I ever heard from them was when they would hum along with the piece that was playing and sometimes when they would say a word or two.
The piece finally ended and they went over to grab their stuff. I was expecting them to leave without a word like always but I was caught off guard when they spoke.
"Don't get to use to this. Goodbye, Akaashi" They smiled.
Then they left again. I didn't do my usual chase after them as I stood there shocked that they actually said something to me for the first time in a while. Their voice was still beautiful. But what did they mean by 'don't get to use to this'? because whatever they meant by it, it was to late. I was already looking forward to after practice everyday and everyday I was falling more in love with them.
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It was the next day and I was in school. It was lunch and I did my new routine of looking for my waltzing dance partner. No matter how hard I tried I could never find them. It was like they only existed in that gymnasium after practice.
Then I caught a glimpse of long h/c hair and excused myself from the table where some of the volleyball members sat. I ran after the person I saw and once I saw them in my sights, they turned a corner they were gone again.
It was like we could only meet in the school gymnasium.
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It was practice and I couldn't stop thinking about them. Why did they say that yesterday? what could it mean? I messed up my sets to Bokuto-san because of this and he would ask me what's wrong but I would always brush him off and say it was nothing.
I continued to set but my mind wouldn't stop thinking about how I could meet them again after practice, my waltzing dance partner, in the school gymnasium.
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This is gonna be a short story with short chapters :D I really like the plot for this story so I hope you'll also enjoy it! take care :)- G.
