* hold me

‘ uh, hikaru-senpai are you okay ?  i saw you fall after seeing tooru-senpai. ’

your delicate touch of words embraces the one in front of you as concern drips from the syllables.  grasp my hand,  your reach towards him offers a pull away from ground.  caring actions bring the friendship to a raise and you endearingly bring out a laugh soft and short, yet one so rarely given.  the sound fades in the empowering cheers of the crowd around you but your expression shows a light of joy.

‘ ah !  senpai,  sorry for being late i got caught up with something. ‘

cerulean delivers the message of GUILT wrapped in strings of your voice,  misfortune befalls you  .  you could’ve been helping them instead of fretting over the MINDLESS worries of voices around you.  time halts you to regain the escape of breath  &  you RISE once more in immersion of the players surrounding you.  the court plays the stories of practice,  a smile GRACING upon your face in a touch of warmth for they bring out endearment.