i want to listen ➵ bokuto koutarou

4.

a wish is something that many people describe in fairy tails and myths. you can wish upon a star and expect it to come true in your next life. or when you blow out those candles on your seventh birthday and wish for a puppy or kitty, hoping to be gifted one by christmas. perhaps your wish is one that stays stagnant in your brain, pestering your mind for reassurance that it will come true. some wishes are unfair and brutal, while some are meaningless except to add to someones happiness. yet, that is all up to the interpretation of the wisher. happiness is each granted in different ways and in different amounts.

to say that i am unhappy with being unable to hear would be a lie. i can live my life just fine as it is, and experience happy situations. however, my mind tends to get stuck on the things that i wish i had. the things that I'm sure would help me enjoy life to it's utmost potential. to feel the overwhelming pound of my head that accompanies the roar of a crowd at a sports game. or to feel the race of my heart after i hear the chants and screams of those at a concert of my favorite band. i can wish and wish, yet i know that tomorrow i will wake up the same as i am today.

i hand my ticket over to the man standing behind a booth, a student in the class below me and a member of the student counsel. several other counsel members tend to parents and kids in the lines adjacent to mine as they mingle and run about trying to find change and wristbands. I'm handed a blue wristband, and he says some words to me which I'm unable to make out. however, his finger points towards the doors leading into the gymnasium and i follow a family inside.

i see several sets of bleachers, each almost nearly filled with people. some with children and their parents and some with students of both teams dressed in their schools representative colors. the family i follow is walking towards my schools side, up a set of stairs on the left side. as i approach the open seating, i notice i am severely out of place. my gold beads and school jersey match those of my peers in the seating across the gym, not that of the parents here. i glance around trying to find a staff member, and upon inspection i see that the wristbands of the family i followed are green.

perhaps if i had been able to hear what the counsel member at the ticket booth was telling me, i wouldn't be so turned around. he must've told me which seating to head towards yet i followed the first thing i laid my eyes on.

i hastily walk back down the stairs, searching for a staff member to aid in my search for the correct seats but I'm met with nothing. walking towards what i assume to be the correct seating, i see several other students in similar attire, and similar colored wristbands, heading in the same direction.

i take my seat next to a few girls in the class below me, and a few in the same class as me. if they said anything to me, i would have no idea, but nonetheless they seemed nice enough. my seat is just a few rows back from the auditorium floor, a great view of each of the players and their movements.

i usually pick a seat closer to the back so i can know when i need to cheer or clap, so that i can follow the actions of those in front of me. however, i realize that ive never actually focussed on what was happening in the game before. with this opportunity, i become excited for the first round to start.

my view may have been wider if i had been seated higher up, so from my point on the ground i can only see a few of the players of our team practicing spikes and sets. i have yet to see kou or a single member of the other team.

it is several minutes of my eyes following the balls bouncing around the court and looking to my phone at the time until the girls beside me jump in their seat. as i look up I'm greeting with a team dressed in all red, and kou waltzing in beside them. his arms are raised in pride and a large smile adorns his face. a tall man on the team besides him nearly matches his smile, as he pats kou on the back and leads his team to their respective side of the court.