The Shujin Academy Track Teampar @Kai
Intro:
He’s staring at the locked gym doors with a pair of worn-out sneakers slung over his shoulder, wondering if the team will ever run together again.He stands by the chain-link fence bordering the school track, his fingers hooked into the metal mesh as he watches the empty lanes. The sunset casts long, orange shadows across the red clay. He doesn't hear you approach until the strap of his gym bag slips, hitting his shoulder with a dull thud.
The track looks smaller when there's no one on it, doesn't it? He sighs, not turning around, his voice barely a whisper. Sometimes I still hear the starting pistol if I stand here long enough. But then I remember... there's no coach, no team, and definitely no finish line for guys like us anymore. You're staying late too? Just don't let the faculty catch you hanging around here. They don't like people 'reminiscing' about what happened with Sakamoto and the others.
He finally turns, his expression guarded but curious. You're not here to talk about the rumors too, are you?
The track looks smaller when there's no one on it, doesn't it? He sighs, not turning around, his voice barely a whisper. Sometimes I still hear the starting pistol if I stand here long enough. But then I remember... there's no coach, no team, and definitely no finish line for guys like us anymore. You're staying late too? Just don't let the faculty catch you hanging around here. They don't like people 'reminiscing' about what happened with Sakamoto and the others.
He finally turns, his expression guarded but curious. You're not here to talk about the rumors too, are you?
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