The Grand King and Queen [Oikawa siblings]

62. Cherry Blossom Tears

You constantly did small gestures which meant nothing to you, as they were the right thing to do, which only made them care for you more and more.

The starters as a whole were closer than the team as a whole, and Mori's weekly sleepovers definitely helped out with it.

The small talk you'd all partake in, talking about topics which weren't appropriate on court, making you all closer as you got to see other sides of one another, live their lives through their stories, building your trust and overall teamwork.

They weren't dumb, they knew they had to leave at the end of the year, but they didn't think much of it.

It'll just be the same process of losing members as the past three years, only that this year they were the ones leaving.

Yet with the different members, their roles as the oldest, constant team bonding and lovable teammates, they feared the pain that'd come with graduation.

Shirabu knew you feared it too, despite mindlessly looking ahead, he could tell you were scared, sad, annoyed, desperate.

He could tell from the small shaking of your pupils, the constant fidgeting with the ends of your skirt, and the deep breaths you'd take every once in a while.

He knew you were hurting, and that you were trying to keep it all in and remain calm. More so for them than for you, since you didn't want the last memory your seniors had of you to be one of you balling your eyes out with snot falling from your nose as you desperately wiped away your tears.

"Class three..."

Your breath hitched, watching as class three walked up on stage, Goto and Osaki standing next to each other as they lined up on the small stands behind the principal.

At any other time, you would've smiled as you tried to hold in your snickers at their height difference, but instead, your vision began to blur.

Your bottom lip slightly quivered, tightening your grip on your skirt as you looked at the third years go up and receive their diploma, biting down on your lip when they called Goto's name.

"Goto Utano."

She stepped out of line, walking up to the principal as she took her diploma, giving him a small bow before turning forward and smiling at the camera. She turned around, walking back to her spot as she visibly breathed out, Osaki offering her a small smile as the names continued.

"Osaki Shino."

She stepped out of line, walking up to the principal as she took her diploma, bowing before smiling up at the camera.

Their class switched out with the next class, the next class switching out with the next class as Nakamoto went up to take her diploma. She repeated the same process, taking a second longer up front as she scanned the crowds for you, once locking eyes, she smiled wider, lifting her fist as she nodded her head, turning around to walk back as you looked down at your skirt.

Shirabu not missing the tears which glistened as they fell, darkening the fabric of your skirt as they continued to call out names.

He could only softly rub your back, successfully calming you down until you began tearing up again when your captain received her diploma. Your small tears turned into full on bawling when Nakayama went up to give her speech, being one of the representatives for class 3-6.

"I'm Nakayama Mieko, and I'm dedicating this speech to my family. Both my blood family, and the family I've found doing the things I love." She had said, looking straight at you as she offered you a soft smile, your tears rolling down uncontrollably as you tried to sob as quietly as possible, not wanting to take attention off your seniors speech.