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Spring, 2012
TIME WAS LIKE AN ARROW IN HOW quickly it flew by.
March turned into April in a blink of an eye and Shin Mirinae found herself in her third and final year of high school. And unsurprisingly, she was in the same class as Sawamura Daichi and Sugawara Koushi once again.
For the last time.
As she waited for her two classmates to arrive from their morning practice (taking note that they were later than usual today), Mirinae found herself lost in thought.
What would come forth after she graduated?
Was her future here, or back home in the States?
"What a chaotic way to start the year. Geez." The sound of Sawamura's voice took her back to reality. Mirinae's gaze followed his form as he walked to his usual seat in front of her and plopped down, ruffling his hair in clear exhaustion.
Sugawara, following suit, sighed as he slumped against his own desk behind her. "Tell me about it," he agreed.
Her brows raised. "Did something happen in practice yesterday?"
"Remember how before school ended last year we went to the junior high regional matches to see any promising players?" the setter asked and she nodded.
"Well, these two kids in particular had a match against each other early on, one from a powerhouse school and one not," Sawamura continued, "and long story short, the one from the powerhouse school beat the other pretty badly. The beaten one was determined to win against his opponent in high school... only to find out yesterday that they're both in the same one. Here. It was absolute chaos."
The gray-haired setter bent down and whispered to her, "Let's just say that the vice-principal's toupée was involved. They knocked it off with a volleyball." Her mouth dropped open.
The captain nodded grimly, seeing her reaction. "...yeah. I had to put a stop to their nonsense, so I banned them from joining until they could learn to work together," He finished, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"...wow." She blinked at the weight of the information that was given to her.
For some reason, something told her that this school year would be like no other.
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As third-years, talk of their futures was an especially common topic amongst their classmates, both during and out of class, and this day was no exception. Every single person seemed to have an idea as to what they would do post high school.
Everyone except her.
Just what would she do? For the entire morning, any information entering her ear simply went out the other as her thoughts raged. Once lunchtime arrived, she abruptly stood up and told her two classmates rather stiffly that she would join them later, not noticing the worried looks they exchanged.
