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String of Fate.
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Hiroko Miyamato [3] "I may never understand people, but I know that us, as the human race, has a burning will to never give up. Sometimes, you just gotta light it."
Satoru Laussen [3] "I'm going to conquer the world some day, and then everyone will know my name."
Akira Saito [3] "All that glimmers is not gold; keep that in mind."
Arata Ito [2] "Sometimes, hitting rock bottom only makes you that much stronger.
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Satoru looked at the shining, crystal clear blue pool with some sort of twinkle in his eyes. Swimming always fascinated him, ever since he was a child. It started with his father, and after he died, along with his dream to become an olympic swimmer, Satoru carried on all that he ever wanted before passing away. He worked hard for so long, and now was that time where if he won, he'd move on, and maybe, just one day, he'd make it into the Olympics and complete his father's dream.
It was still two hours away from his competition, and he didn't want to stress his mind or tire his muscles by extreme practice before. The seats, bleachers, chairs- they were all empty, waiting to be filled with the audience who would watch him, and various other people, compete in a huge swimming race.
Satoru got a call from his mom a day before though. She said something about a few friends coming to watch him? She left a voicemail since he wasn't there to pick up the phone, and he forgot to call her back about it. "Wonder who they could be..." Satoru murmured to himself and then checked his watch. It was 1:32 on his watch, and they were apparently supposed to have met him before the competition at 1:30 sharp, but no one was where yet.
He looked around, still finding no traces of anyone, and said to himself, "Maybe it was just a prank of some sort... To calm my mind maybe." He considered going home, but stopped and waited for a few more minutes, just incase these mysterious friends of his were to actually show up...
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- Everything... it just seemed so.. different. It was actually a little bit scary, terrifying. But here she was, lost and without her brother, struggling with her English just from the nerves alone. She had been in Russia, leading her to almost forget Japanese, just as easily. It was Russian, day in and day out, mixed with English when it came with the exchange students.
Following the signs, Ryu had promised to meet her by the next biggest event- the swim competition...
These things brought back some mixed emotions, mixed memories. Some of them were simply blurred passed the lines, shoved into a dark closet somewhere to feed her loneliness when it was time to dance and perform. But now? Now she was doubting if her dreams were all that important. At all, really.
Ryu told her not to give up, but what was the point of doing something that didn't make a person happy? Or bring excitement into her life? She just... didn't know.
But remembering the days she was so excited to jump around the room, spin and twirl, it pushed away those silly memories, those silly doubts. It in fact made her want to prove herself wrong, to think of the next big dance. A deep breathe of air, she could just smell the chlorine, the fresh air.
Right! It was time to start being serious about the vacation! Inspiration was everywhere, she just needed to look for it! 'Now I wonder where...' Looking around, Hiro was quick to suddenly spot someone. She froze, heartbeat nearly stopping dead in it's tracks.
Oh that son of a bitch! He had purposely lost her! This must of been a set up! "Excuse me?" Hiroko called out, although she was a bit reluctant as she drew closer. He seemed... so... familiar.
It couldn't be, could it?
Of course not! He was busy elsewhere, and besides, it had been years since they last saw each other. But if it was, would that mean they would show up too?
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"Tch." Satoru's eyes lured towards the ground. 'I knew it was just a prank. God, she thinks I need a few imaginary friends to help calm myself before a competition? That's stupid,' he thought to himself. A frown crossed his face, but he had to admit he was a bit disappointed. What was he so excited about? Did he expect to see people he knew? His mom was the type of person to something like that to help him after all...
Just as he turned to leave, he heard a voice. "Excuse me?"
Who was that? Why was that voice so damn familiar to his ears? Satoru had the urge to turn around, but at the same time, he didn't. Maybe it was just his imagination, because that almost sounded like that close friend of his from a long, long time ago. After a while of just standing there, wondering if he should continue walking or not, he turned around and found him facing just who he suspected - Hiroko Minamoto. "Hiro...?" Satoru accidentally murmured her nickname under his breath. His voice held new emotions that were lost when they had separated: surprised, amazement, and even... a bit of plain happiness? That expression he held on his face he probably wouldn't even recognize if he looked in a mirror. 'No... no it can't be. She just... she just looks like her, right?'
"Hiroko... Miyamoto?" Satoru took a few steps closer to her, as if he needed to see her up close in order to make sure he was right. He didn't want to go smiling and opening his arms to a stranger. That'd be unusual. Would he do that with her in the first place? It flustered him a bit to think of it and quickly washed the thought away.
Then, from somewhere up in the stands, a single pair of hands would be heard, clapping with a very unenthusiastic whistle. "Get a room you two."
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Akira sat in the stands above the two below, leg crossed over the other, as usual, crossing her arms. There was that usual face she'd wear, that apathetic and uninterested look as her eyes observed the two below. How long she was waiting up there for someone, anyone to notice her was a mystery.
Well, at least she got to have her fun, even if it took a while and lasted only moments.
Knowing that brought a small smirk on her face, which drove Satoru mad. He knew that look on her face. His face grew slightly red from her comment and he yelled up at her, "Where the hell were you that whole time! I was gonna leave!"
"Hello to you too." Akira rolled her eyes and waved over to her good friend Hiroko. She hadn't forgotten her of course. Everyone at those other schools were lying stereotypes, so there was no way she'd forget her true friends.
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