Post #2650062 in My Angel, a roleplay on RPG

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▩XHinata HidekiX▩

F A C EXC L A I M
Miyamura Izumi | Horimiya

H E XXC O D E S
Dialogue Color : #0072BC | Thought Color : #007650

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Hinata watched Makoto until he was out of sight, before turning to Chitose and listening to what she had to say. He almost thought it was odd how supportive the girl was being. It was as if she wanted nothing more than for her friend to fall in love. When she mentioned volleyball, Hinata perked up a bit, remembering the game and how interesting it had seemed to him and Makoto, although they'd never played themselves. "I think I will. Thank you, Kirishima-san." He bowed to her politely and returned to his classroom, smiling as he took his seat. Now he had something to look forward to after class. XX
Once the school day was over, Hinata gathered his things and slowly made his way to the gym, stopping every once in a while to chat with his classmates or reply to someone's mention of him. He could already hear loud bangs and shouts from the gym when he arrived, the doors left open. It seemed he wasn't the only person who had come to observe the practice, since there were quite a few other students lining the bleachers. Hina sat away from the crowd and searched the court for Makoto, pencil in hand, and started sketching the moment his eyes fell on the head of brunette hair. An hour later, and Hinata had completed two new drawings, one of Makoto spiking and the other of him receiving. I'm going to be late for work if I don't leave... XX
Work was rather tame, compared to the previous night, and not much happened other than a broken plate and a couple of sad faces due to the fact that some of the more popular waitresses called in sick and had to be replaced. Around six o' clock, someone ended up spilling black coffee on the carpet, and when no one could find any carpet cleaner, Hina volunteered to buy some from a corner store down the street. The air was slowly growing colder and he could feel the breeze through his uniform. Walking into the store, Hinata found the carpet cleaner and headed to the cashier, slightly out of breath. XXXXX
He couldn't help but smile when he found Makoto's face staring back at him. "Our paths seem to be crossing quite a lot lately, eh?" Hinata knew that he couldn't stay too long, but he chatted with his friend anyways, knowing that he could just jog back to the cafe if he ran out of time. After all, it was Makoto he'd come to Earth for, not jobs or school or anything else, so he might as well take advantage of the situation instead of letting it go to waste. XX

We've had snow for three whole days! Its so awesome! I spent the day before yesterday in bed with the flu and yesterday was spent in recovery, so I haven't been able to even get upstairs, must less get a post up. I am back, however! ~~And I'm also a huge volleyball nerd so there is much terminology.~~ XXX
Also, to explain the volleyball idea: from what I know about past lives (which is actually quite a lot), the things people love or are good at are often things that we may have been good at and/or idolized in the past. In this case, perhaps Makoto always wanted to play volleyball but never got around to it? That part might sound kind of ridiculous actually, since he did spend nearly ten centuries as an angel, but oh well! Just wanted to clear that part up. XXX

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located in Tokyo, a part of My Angel, one of the many universes on RPG.

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