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Chapter 1: The Beginning

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The gymnasium was aging at the edges.

A few cracks in places he hasn't seen in the walls before, couple more stains here and there with complementary posters that were both faded in color and in words. The floors were chipping and slowly losing the shine it had, some new flags and banners were scattered amongst others and new uniforms colored the hallways.

Yet the smell of salon pas greets him in welcoming arms, the sounds of shoes skidding on the wooden floors sing lullabies in his ears and the melody of distant chatters take him back to a different time. He feels younger and older, like a child wondering about the old memories they had. It feels nostalgic and new.

Miyagi Gym felt like coming home after a long time away.

Ushijima Wakatoshi shuffles past the bodies of aspiring athletes. Some teenagers moving away from his line of the path when they see his set of stoic eyes and furrowed brows, some stopping and eyeing his height - some recognizing his stature and whispering to the melody of chatters.

He heads them nothing, continuing his languid strut with no purpose and hurry, just wandering his eyes in a place where he found his haven and made himself into the person he is now.

"You came!" Wakatoshi hears when he reaches the elevated bleachers. He swivels his eyes around and catches the eyes of his former teammates, Semi Eita and Tendou Satori, respectable members of his Alma mater and the other people who came invited by their former coach, Washijou-sensei.

Semi, with his hair swaying around his jaw, smirks lazily - embodying the epitome of a college student. "We thought it would only be the two of us."

"This is, totally, a great day, man." Tendou locks their palms together and pulls him into a brief hug. "Haven't seen ya around campus," The red-head chuckles and gives Semi space to pull Wakatoshi for a hug. "Not to be clingy, but we go to the same college and I still see you less."

"I've been busy." He responds, patting Semi in the back before settling down with them on the bleachers. "I did not expect my schedule to fill up so suddenly when entering college," he hums, "Apologies if I couldn't meet up with you for a chat when you were free."

Semi taps away on his phone, giving the two of them ample time to converse. "It's no biggie, dude." Tendou shrugs and smiles. "I completely feel ya, like college man," Tendou shakes his head with eyes wide. "It's a whole different ball game."

Wakatoshi huffs a laugh, "My thought exactly."

"Ugh." Semi grunts, "Can we stop talking about that hell-hole for the rest of our time together? My head is about to explode from all the work I have waiting back at my dorm."

"Ditto." Slumps Tendou, also groaning.

"Anyways," Semi says, after their groaning fest, "I already know that Tendou and I used this invitation as an excuse to procrastinate,"

Tendou nods along with Semi's words.

"But what about you?" Semi tilts his head and Tendou eyes him suspiciously, "I doubt you came here to procrastinate."

Tendou laughs, turning to Semi with a shit-eating grin. "The day Ushiwaka procrastinates is the day I'm able to conceive and give birth."

Wakatoshi frowns. "I am also a functioning human being, so I rest as well." He huffs, rolling his eyes when he turns his head away from them. "It's a bit of a stretch that me procrastinating is as far fetched as a man giving birth."