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FUJISHIMA SATOSHI
↳ "Friendship isn't friendship unless the care between you is mutual." ↲
⌠ Fracture ▯ Midnight City ⌡
Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ◇ Yata Misaki - K Project
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #9D0A0F ▯ Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #F16522
↳ "Friendship isn't friendship unless the care between you is mutual." ↲
⌠ Fracture ▯ Midnight City ⌡
Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ◇ Yata Misaki - K Project
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #9D0A0F ▯ Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #F16522
The last two classes of the day - P.E. and Asian History - passed in a flash, and Satoshi found himself speeding across campus on his skateboard, heading for the Baseball fields behind the school. A large group of students had gathered and Satoshi joined the crowd just as the regular Baseball team started going through the rules of the game and how the tryouts were going to go. Satoshi could hear a group of girls cheering for someone.
When the games first started, Satoshi was stuck as umpire. He caught almost every ball that went his way in the second game, where he was posted in the outfield, and he was getting antsy by the time he finally got up to bat. Somehow he convinced the Baseball team to let him use his own bat. Stepping up to plate, everything seemed to move in slow motion: the pitcher moving, the ball flying toward him, the familiar crack of metal against it, the excitement of a home run, and the crash of glass as the ball sailed through the window of room 305. "Well that's not good."
Satoshi sighed loudly and followed the Captain of the Baseball team as they made their way into the classroom to clean up the glass and apologize. He pretended not to notice that Natsuki was in the class and simply focused on cleaning up the broken window, ignoring the pain in his finger after he sliced it. When the glass was cleaned up, he and the Captain apologized to the class again before leaving and heading back to the Baseball field.
"Oi! We heard you broke a window!" Tryouts had just finished, and Satoshi turned to find his friends walking towards him with amused expressions. "Yeah, I hit a home run right into the Materialist Philosophy room. I was kinda scared they'd pass me up as a possible team member but I guess not." He said, walking with them back towards their dorm. "Well, you know what they say, you can't be a real Baseball fan if you've never broken a window before!" Ryou said with a smile. Akatsuki laughed. "No one else has ever said that before."
When they got to the building the three split up to go to their respective rooms. Eyeing the door next to his, Satoshi felt as if he should apologize to Natsuki for interrupting his class, though he knew the older boy wouldn't be done with his classes for another hour or so. He shook away the thought as he stepped into his apartment. Now, Sou just wanted to sleep the rest of the evening away so he wouldn't have to deal with anything.
When the games first started, Satoshi was stuck as umpire. He caught almost every ball that went his way in the second game, where he was posted in the outfield, and he was getting antsy by the time he finally got up to bat. Somehow he convinced the Baseball team to let him use his own bat. Stepping up to plate, everything seemed to move in slow motion: the pitcher moving, the ball flying toward him, the familiar crack of metal against it, the excitement of a home run, and the crash of glass as the ball sailed through the window of room 305. "Well that's not good."
Satoshi sighed loudly and followed the Captain of the Baseball team as they made their way into the classroom to clean up the glass and apologize. He pretended not to notice that Natsuki was in the class and simply focused on cleaning up the broken window, ignoring the pain in his finger after he sliced it. When the glass was cleaned up, he and the Captain apologized to the class again before leaving and heading back to the Baseball field.
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"Oi! We heard you broke a window!" Tryouts had just finished, and Satoshi turned to find his friends walking towards him with amused expressions. "Yeah, I hit a home run right into the Materialist Philosophy room. I was kinda scared they'd pass me up as a possible team member but I guess not." He said, walking with them back towards their dorm. "Well, you know what they say, you can't be a real Baseball fan if you've never broken a window before!" Ryou said with a smile. Akatsuki laughed. "No one else has ever said that before."
When they got to the building the three split up to go to their respective rooms. Eyeing the door next to his, Satoshi felt as if he should apologize to Natsuki for interrupting his class, though he knew the older boy wouldn't be done with his classes for another hour or so. He shook away the thought as he stepped into his apartment. Now, Sou just wanted to sleep the rest of the evening away so he wouldn't have to deal with anything.