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How should he count it? When he first lost, when he first pointed his finger as though pointing through time, when he first reached for Shouyou’s hand? When the words first tumbled out of his mouth? When they found each other six years later, in a vapid summer afternoon outside the stadium, Shouyou’s hair still sweaty from the tryout, a promise finally beginning to be fulfilled?
“How about when you insulted me the moment we met?”
“Shouyou!”
