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⌗ 42:
Dear Diary,
Before I even realized it, time had flown by, and it’s already December 25th. Grandma and I celebrated Christmas today with her older friends whom she invited over. We enjoyed a simple meal together, and I spent most of the time quietly listening to their conversations.
It makes me really happy to see that, despite my sometimes late arrivals from practice, Grandma has friends to keep her company. That's why I always try to show her appreciation in whatever small ways I can. It’s important to me that she feels valued and cared for.
To my surprise, a few of my teammates stopped by to greet both me and Grandma. It warmed my heart to see them make the effort to wish us a Merry Christmas.
I also sent a message to Iwaizumi-san, but I think she must be busy with her family, as she hasn’t replied yet.
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.