𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 ➪ 𝙝𝙦 𝙭 𝙠𝙣𝙗

𝟯𝟱 || 𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗼 𝘃𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗸𝗶

Several males sat around in the hallways, taking in deep breaths as they try to regulate their breathing.

Two particular second years didn't seem to be as nervous as the others, as they were conversing like usual while their friend scrolled through his phone, hands in pockets of his maroon jacket.

"Wow, Serinuma-kun looks really tense." A first year whispers, watching the said boy. Akira raises his hands to his lips and breathes on them, trying to warm them up as he stares at the ground.

"I wonder what he's thinking." Another first year whispers back, earning some agreeing hums as they stare at the boy.

I wonder what's for dinner tonight. Akira thinks to himself as he rubs his hands together, mentally drooling over the thought of having a large dish of home made curry.

I hope it's not anything with pumpkins in it. He internally whines, crying over the thought of having to eat the vegetable he disliked the most after a game.

"Ew." He mumbles, not knowing he had harshly yet quietly spat the word out loud, causing some of the boys around him to tense up and turn towards him. Some even shiver when they see the seriousness in his eyes.

He must be concentrating a lot... The team thinks as the first year continues to mentally list off everything that was wrong with pumpkins.

"Okay, boys! Let's go!" The coach calls out to them, clapping his hands twice. The boys perk up, some nodding before they all stand up and make their way towards the court they were playing on.