A little into their second year of high school, the Raimon Soccer Club were on their way to the Holy Road finals. Then the car veers off the path, and they dive into the valley, where the car rolls off the cliff into the verge, and no one survives.
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"Hey, do you know anyone that's a stalker or a paparazzi?" (Kirino, I'm gonna stop you right there.)
Or, in a slightly estranged turn of events, Kirino begins to cultivate his ultimate team to take over the world, all while Ichino cries in the corner and Shindou worries for his childhood friend's morals.
Of course, they found nothing wrong with his legs.
It could be psychological, or it was just exhaustion. They're leaning towards it being a psychological problem right now, and maybe they're right. Maybe, at the core of it, that's what this is-- remnants of trauma.
PTSD came in many forms, after all.
Regardless, something about the situation just told him that this would be a regular occurence herein. He'll have to adapt to it.
He barely listens to Coach Kudou when he tries to tell him everything will be fine.
Then Coach Kudou goes to another room to talk to the doctor, and Kirino wonders if he'll have to talk to a therapist if they think he's not coping well. Sounds like a pain.
"Woah! I'm sorry!"
Kirino jerks out of his thoughts when a figure running past accidentally trips over his foot.
Quickly, he leans forward and hooks his arm over the figure, barely catching the boy on his body and his wheelchair before they all go crashing onto each other.
"Ow, ow," Kirino winces, arms, awkwardly clutching to the figure that's now sprawling over himself. They're both on the chair, in some floundering sort of hug.
Immediately after their balance is gained, the figure on top quickly jumps back and stands up, looking over Kirino with enough panic for a country.
"I'm so sorry! Oh god, are you okay? I didn't look where I was going I'm sorry I think I elbowed you or kneed you somewhere I'm so so sorry please tell me I didn't hurt you--"
Kirino's aching a little from a nasty knee to knee and a few awkward bumps, but it's nothing that won't fade in a few moments. So he chuckles, "no, please, I'm fine. Are you okay though? Did you hurt yourself?"
Then he looks up.
Amemiya Taiyou stares back, pale and worried and looking as if he'd just committed an inexcusable crime.
