After three years in France as a professional swimmer, Hina decides to return to Japan and represent her native country at the world tournament.
Her childhood friend, Bokuto Kotaro, also joined a great volleyball team : the MSBY black Jackals.
And...
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I woke up in Bokuto's arms, his head on my shoulder. I turned to the alarm clock that lit the room a little and looked at the time. 4:07 a.m. Bloody horror shift. I shifted Kotaro's head, he woke up and hugged me tightly.
"Don't go. Don't leave me again." He said half dreaming.
I stroked his face and kissed his cheek.
"I'm not going anywhere. I just fell asleep in your room so I go to mine."
With these words, he immediately fell asleep.
Last night we had talked so much that I ended up falling asleep in his arms, forgetting that I had my own bed. I walked to the door trying to keep as little noise as possible. He had been training all day and would get up at six in the morning to go for a run. I couldn't afford to make noise. I opened the door to the room Kotaro had moved into for me. A large bed was in the center, the walls were gray and night blue as I liked. A jersey was framed and hung on the wall. A quo jersey wore the number 12. Kotaro's number. No, but what daring. I laughed silently then I settled on the bed. What was I going to do now that all traces of sleep had left my body. I took my phone and unlocked it. I had a few messages from my French friends but only one caught my attention.
"Hello sweety, I hope you have arrived safely in Japan. Call me when you can. I miss you already."
I looked at the sender and this message was from my friend Allan. He swam with me in Paris, but he was from Canada. He had been my first friend in Paris and my first boyfriend. We had broken up after five months of relationship but we still had a great relationship.
"Hi Allan. It's 4.30am here and I can't sleep anymore. I hate jet lag."
An answer came directly.
"It's 11:30 am here, we'll be going to eat with the team soon."
"How is everybody ?"
"Everyone is fine, but we miss you already. We'll be coming to see you soon."
"I miss you too. We'll try to see each other before the tournaments."
"Okay I'll leave you sweety. Try to get back to sleep. I love you."
"I love you too. We'll call each other soon."
I put my phone near my pillow and turned on my computer. I started an episode of Shingeki no kyojin but sleep finally caught up with me. I fell into a light sleep behind Eren's soft voice.
A light knock on my door woke me up again. I lifted my eyelids and Bokuto found himself in a few seconds above my face. He stroked my face and grabbed a lock of hair.
"Hello baby. I'm going to training." He told me.
"What time is it ?"
He replaced a lock behind my ear and stood up.
"It's almost 9:30 am. If you're looking for anything, will you call me ?"
I nodded and he went to the door.
"Either way, see you tonight, I'll send you the gym address for you to meet."
"I would come straight after I went to my parents I think." I tell him.
"Cool. I love you."
And before I could even answer anything, he slammed the door. I picked up my phone and surfed the net for a cool coffee not far from here. I absolutely wanted to have a coffee before going swimming this morning. I got up and walked to the bathroom. The mirror reflected a pale face with dark circles. My shoulder-length hair was tousled and my usually soft lips really looked like they were running out of water. I loved bathing before going for a swim and even more so right after a big swim. But before I could step foot in the shower, my phone beeped announcing a message from an unknown person.
"Hi Hina, it's Kuro'o ! Kotaro told me you were home!"
"Hi Tetsu ! Yeah, I got home yesterday! See you soon."
"Imagine I managed to free myself tonight so I'm coming for a drink with you !"
I jumped in place before answering him, a huge smile plastered on my face.
