(First person p.o.v)
Ever since Akashi's mom passed on, his father became very stringent on little Akashi. Akashi was forced into many grooming , lessons and trainings such as playing the piano, violin, and excelling in his academics. He was granted very little freedom. Akashi had to always be cream of the crop in everything, even for his passion, basketball. At first Mr. Akashi did not approve Akashi playing basketball as he thought that basketball was for delinquents , eventually he allowed Akashi to play basketball under one condition and that is to triumph in every basketball match. Akashi fought really hard for basketball and that was the only sole thing he fought with passion and love. As long as Akashi won every basketball match, he was able to keep the one thing he hold so dear of, the only thing that keeps him sane from this dog eat dog world. The only one thing his mom left him and the only memory his mom has greatly imprinted on him. Over the years under his father's whatever you can called "grooming regime", Akashi learnt how to compartmentalize his feelings, he locked away all his raw emotions. I doubt ever in your life you'll see him shed a tear. Except once, it was during high school when he was defeated by Serin High during the basket ball winter cup. That was the first time and only time he was ever defeated, it really hurt him to lose something that he had love for. Akashi became the Mr. perfect Absolute man, he flourished in every aspect he can do. After he graduated from college , graduated from basketball, he took over his father's company and then, he became hectic as never before. Akashi buried himself with endless and countless of work. The amount of workload and pressure he had couldn't be measured by the vastness of the ocean. Inch by Inch the practicality of the heartless world began to devour him. The life he was born to , the life he was taught to live in had created an emotionless perfect man. The feeling of love and passion slipped out of his fingers like sand.
Despite being his girlfriend, I knew he was not contented with his life, his cup was always half empty. I know the fact that whenever my perfect boyfriend flashes a smile at me or laughs at my silly antics, it wasn't genuine. All the expensive gifts and luxurious trips Akashi serenate me with, I wasn't pleased at all in fact I loathe it because I know it was an act, a responsibility for being the perfect boyfriend. Put in a bad way, he just pity me and accepted me to be his girlfriend. You might ask, why? why? continue being his girlfriend when you already know he is an emotionless creature? . My answer is simple I love him, I love him, I love Seijuro Akashi. I know that deep down he is not all heartless. I've seen a warm and passionate aura swarm across him before his mom passed on, before he left basketball.
Being his girlfriend, his childhood friend, I want to rekindle the passion and love that he lost. I want him to know that he is not alone in this dog eat dog world. I want him to know that I truly love him... However, I wasn't able to relight the spark of love that he had lost.
I often pondered how can I make Akashi happy? I always questioned myself how to bring back the Akashi I knew? The angelic and bubbly boy , before his mom left him. The passionate boy, before he left basketball. Sometimes when I asked myself such questions, my eyes began to sting before I know, streams of tears trickled down my face uncontrollably. I felt there was a hole in my heart as if was it being burnt through. Maybe the root for this cause was, I wasn't able to figure out how to bring back the guy I love wholeheartedly. I felt so clueless and helpless...
*time skip*
However one morning, when I was eating fruity pebbles. I jolted up from my seat because I felt a wave of electricity shot up my spine and into the nerves of my brain. I saw images flashed across my head. At first I was confused by the images but, I seemed to fix the bits and pieces of the puzzle. I realized it was a brilliant idea to make Akashi really happy , I might even bring back the Akashi I once knew! It was really weird of me to have that muscle spasm and images flooding my head. Perhaps it was Mrs. Akashi's way of giving me a chance to let her cold blooded son feel love and passion again. God bless her in heaven. Or maybe it was the pebbles I ate, I think it consist of some divine and psychic power. Nevertheless, I have to thank whichever deity and Mrs. Akashi for blessing me and giving this one chance.
