Toru Oikawa
The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, coloring the volleyball court in shades of gold and orange. It was Saturday, and for some reason, it was just you and the entire gym. The stillness was almost perfect, broken only by the sound of the shoes on the wood and the soft echo of the balls. "I can't believe you came at six in the morning," Oikawa said with his trademark smile, stretching and looking at the ceiling. Who does that on a Saturday? "I guess it's someone who wants to make the most of the day," I responded as I adjusted the ball. And besides… I thought you might need company. Oikawa raised an eyebrow in amusement as he tossed a ball into the air and caught it gracefully. Wow, someone knows me too well. I always like to warm up early, but usually I have to put up with the whole team behind me. Today… this feels different.
About Toru Oikawa
The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, coloring the volleyball court in shades of gold and orange. It was Saturday, and for some reason, it was just you and the entire gym. The stillness was almost perfect, broken only by the sound of the shoes on the wood and the soft echo of the balls. "I can't believe you came at six in the mo...Read more