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~Chapter 30~

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It is a beautiful sight but for a sorrowful part; the graduation day. After all the third-years went up the ceremony stage and achieved their certificate cone, took a group photo with the teachers, and received gifts from the kouhai, it's down to the club gathering where we revealed our next role that carries the team.

Atsumu tried holding his tears but failed right when he obtained the smooth fabric of the number 1 volleyball T-shirt on his hands from Kita-san. His cool composure shattered to pieces, and now he broke down on his brother's shoulder, destroying Osamu's uniform with hot tears. Poor Osamu tried to push him off. Orderly one by one collected their volleyball uniform then lastly we all bowed and exclaimed one last time for the third-years.

"THANK YOU SO MUCH!"

The third-year faces, you couldn't help but burst out your tears as well. Not as horrible as Atsumu that is. Them bidding goodbyes and walking out of the school together with their back facing all of us is the coolest sight you've seen on that day.

Atsumu finally calmed down, a wiggly smile pasted on his face, and his now teary eyes shines gold from the scenery as well from his natural hazel brown eyes. It's your turn Osamu comforts and brings you closer with gentle rubs. Osamu didn't cry a single bit, probably tried to stay strong like how Suna had no emotion at all. But surely, he will cry out where no one could witness.

That was the event on that exact day. It was a memory that reminds you how memorable that day was. The second-year had become third-year, and new first-years joined. Just a regular day with heavy and lots of practice. Initially, people who recognized Atsumu would have to anticipate lots of tiring commands from him, the captain.

Atsumu doesn't work hard, he works tons. He will be either smart or silly. Those silly commands involved penalties such as shouting who's your loved ones by the rooftop or running to a 10 km store to buy a drink. Getting him back on track is nearly impossible. You take back from what you said that time.

If he's Osamu, just a food, snack or drink would already snap him out to his usual self. But this is Atsumu we're talking about. He needs at least a win, only in volleyball plays, to get his composure back. He's scary, okay? You can't outsmart him when he's not himself.

He can tell if you counterfeited a lost match when playing against him just to make him feel better. Your only solution was to ask Osamu to play against him. What to expect? The Miya Twins love to settle something with a battle. That's not it. Osamu would sometimes be scared to go up against his brother. With the power of telepathy, he can tell that sometimes playing against Atsumu would break his bones or injure him. You agreed, but no one else could handle that other than Osamu.

Osamu's refusion needs just a little push from you, then he accepted. He can be annoying though, requesting snacks is the most part. Instead of just Atsumu pissing you off, Osamu did the same to you too. This is what you need to endure when dealing with twins.

As a third-year, the experience will be quite stressful. Grades, supervision, clubs, projects, these are all weighing down on your chest. You wouldn't lie telling about how much it almost gets out of control. So this is what being a third-year feels like. Not to mention, attending college will be the same but, let's say it's on another level.

"What are you thinking about?" Out of nowhere, Osamu startled you by whispering in your ear.

"Seriously, again!"

Osamu got smacked by your clipping board, earning a chuckle from him as he rubs his arms even though it didn't hurt. "Well, you're on yer thoughts, again."