letter one: the color of your hair
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Dear T. S.,
The very first thing I can remember myself loving about you is the color of your hair.
Back in our first year, when I went to see Eita play for the first time, I saw you.
Well, your hair.
You were standing behind Ushiwaka talking about god knows what, and I was sitting in the stands. I couldn't really see you since the ace was blocking you, but I did see the tiniest bit of fiery red above his head.
Once the game started, as much as I tried to pay attention to Eita, as soon as I would see even the tiniest bit of that red I found myself looking at you.
I had never seen such bright red hair before. I mean yeah, I'd seen gingers and such, but nothing as bright as your cherry-red hair.
Now, even after I've seen it just about every day for three years, I still find myself staring at it in class, or watching practice while I wait for Eita.
It's pretty odd, you know? Three years ago, my favorite color was purple. Can you guess what it is now?
Red.
In fact, it's the same cherry red I see every time I look at you.
So Tendou, in case you couldn't tell, I really love the color of your hair.
Sincerely,
Y/N L/N.
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