Your POV
"Wow. This is Hyogō?" You asked, pressing your face against the glass to look out onto the area.
Osamu nodded. "It's not all that interesting where we live."
"I mean, a bunch of famous people came from Hyogō" Yuki shrugged.
"Who?" Atsumu smirked.
"You, dipshit! Me too, hello? God, you're so annoying."
"Uh oh, sounds like someone is on-"
She immediately grabbed his hand and dug her nails into his skin.
"Finish that sentence, I dare you."
Atsumu winced. "YUKI, PLEASE! It hurts!"
"That's what he said" Suna said, from the set of four chair next to us.
Yuki gave him a disgusted look and quickly let go.
"Here's our stop" Osamu said, getting up.
I smiled and got my stuff from under my chair, and got up.
I looked over to see Suna helping Mio with her bags and I bit my lip, heading down the stairs to the first floor of the train and out the door.
Once all six of us were out, Osamu led the way to a bus.
"Ladies first" he said, letting me, Yuki, and Mio on first.
Then went Suna, Atsumu, and Osamu.
"Ah, like I was here last week" Mio teased.
"We should head over to the beach today" Yuki said.
Suna nodded and looked over at me. "Y/n, don't go into the water."
I furrowed my eyebrows. "Why not?"
"You can't swim?"
I looked at him weird. "Yes I can. Out of all the things I could remember before my coma, I do know how to swim."
He was about to say something but just nodded. "Right. Sorry, I was thinking of something else."
He then looked out the window at the cars driving by.
I turned to Atsumu with a confused look but he just shrugged.
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"We're staying here. I have a house here for when I visit my parents since I don't want to bother them" Yuki said, opening the door and turning on the lights.
I ran over to one of the walls filled with the large windows and looked out, pressing my hands against it.
The oceans waves hit the sand, coming very close to the house.
"How often do you come here?" I asked.
Yuki thought for a second. "Once a month I'd say. Maybe two."
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