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Tetsuro was a Japan all league player. He played to represent Japan in their games in various country. He played very well due to the support of his friends, his family and his old teammates.
Speaking of teammates, there is one who went away during the durations of his college years. He goes by the name of Kozume Kenma. He is travelling to the Tokyo Metropolitan Stadium where the game is being held.
๐๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ?
"Yeah, I'm already here, Yaku. I'm going to his match"
๐ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ท๐ช๐ค๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ.
'Are you near though?' A text arrived.
'Yep. I am near' he replies almost instantly.
๐๐ถ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฐ, ๐'๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ.
Kenma rushes to grab a taxi. Telling the driver to go to the said stadium.
๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต... ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ.
Once Kenma arrives to the stadium. The game had ended and he saw Kuroo in an interview.
"To K, who means the world to me. I hope you've watched the match. This victory is for you" Kuroo said and smiled to the camera.
๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐บ... ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ.
"Kuroo-san!!" A familiar voice called Kenma's love.
"Kei!" his love had replied.
The blond boy with glasses hugged Kuroo. And they talked about how Kuroo had won the game. Without noticing that Kenma was there.
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ต?
Still in the distance, he started walking away. Not until Kuroo had started to look on his way and saw a rope of two toned haired man.
๐๐ช๐ฅ ๐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฃ๐บ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ.
Kuroo turned and was confused. He wasn't aware that Kenma had come home. Looking back at Kei he smiled and asked.
"My friend is outside, do you mind if I talk to him?" He had said.
Replying Kei had said
"No Tetsu, its fine"
๐๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ? ๐๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ?
Hearing his man's reply he had dashed out.
๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ.
๐๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ง๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ญ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ด๐ฆ.
๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐บ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต.
๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ฆ.
๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ค๐ฐ๐ป๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ.
๐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต.
Kuroo looked and looked but he couldn't find Kenma. But what surprised him was a bouquet of flowers in the trash can so he picked it up and saw a card with Kenma's handwriting.
'You're always welcome'
-Kyanma
๐๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ.
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ....
One tear..
Two tears..
Three tears..
Then it started gushing out then Kuroo and Kenma cried their eyes out.
๐ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ..
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