*ੈ✩ 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 ‧₊˚ s. kiyoomi

> 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝟷𝚜𝚝, 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛

He's so grrrr 😫😫

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  He wasn't here, today.

And i hate myself for missing his peaceful features usually resting in the corner of my sight.

To balanced his absence, i sat in front of his empty seat and just looked outside, the train was rolling on this beautiful really old bridge.

  There was this beautiful landscape too, a large clear river surrounded by large forested mountains, i used to come here with my dad when he was still with us, i loved picking flowers on the side of the river to give them to my mom. It's been a while since the last time i picked flowers with my dad..

The reality quickly caught me back when the train entered the tunnel, making me see my reflection into the glass. Maki wasn't here too, guess what...

Yes, exactly, another date.

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[XXX]

"Left! Left!"

The boy ran on the court, trying to attempt the left side of it in time, but it was too late. The ball hit the floor violently, letting the sound of bouncing ball on varnished wood filled the gymnasium.

"Come on Omii! Get your head into the game!" screamed one of his teammates playfully, wiping his sweaty forehead due to these past hours of hard training.

"Shut up." snapped back the boy to his friends

"You're mean..."

He ran to the bench, no giving attention at the words of his blond friend and grabbed his water bottle before sitting.

5:58pm, i'm supposed to be in that damn train, he thought to himself, swallowing the sip of water he just took. He couldn't fight the urge to remember the little details of her face and her indescribable eyes, her eyes who were making him feels some types of way unconsciously.

"You ready?!" Omii snapped out of his thoughts and nodded, ready to go back to the court.

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Her eyes, her eyes, her eyes...

Was it her eyes or the way she was looking at him? His palms grew sweaty at this question, making him scrunch his nose in disgust.

"Omiiii! Omiii!"

"The fuck do you want?" The boys treated themself to a little restaurant after the hard training they followed the whole days.

"You're all quiet!" managed to say the orange haired boy after engulfing a whole piece of pizza at once.

"And?"

"Maybe he's thinking about someone~" teased the blond one, poking his ribs. The concerned widened his eyes, his friend knew him well.

"Ooooh~"

"Bokuto, don't even-"

"Oh! I heard that if you start to randomly think about someone, very suddenly, it means that the person is already thinking about you~" continued his friend who was sitting next to him. Omii sighed and clicked his tongue into his mouth.

"I was thinking about how i can make you shut your mouth, Tsumu."

The boys went crazy at snap of Omii, who chuckled at his own retort.

His eyes focused on the drop running down the windows of the restaurant and to the empty street, no one wanted to get soaked under this heavy rain.

I trust my immune system, i won't catch a fucking flu.

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