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⌗ 13:
Dear Diary,
When I returned after skipping a day of practice, I was immediately bombarded with questions about what happened. As I recounted the story, I couldn’t understand why the second years—especially Atsumu, found it so amusing. He even tried to reenact the incident with his twin brother, Osamu. Everyone struggled to contain their laughter—well, except for the third years, who seemed genuinely concerned.
“What's so funny about getting hit and being rushed to the clinic?” that's the exact words that I asked. Their laughter stopped abruptly and looked at me nervously.
I didn’t speak to them after that until the end of the first game.
Yours truly,
Shinsuke.
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Fanfiction✎ ⋆⑅˚₊ This Journal belongs to Kita Shinsuke. In which the Captain of Inarizaki's Volleyball Team received a blank notebook from a stranger, and eventually makes it his own journal.
