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I love the intensity he displays while playing tennis.
I also love the intensity he displays during training. During club activities and outside of them.
He is dedicated to a fault. And all of that without a point-to-point plan.
He just instinctively knows how to reach his goal. And even if my plans normally turn out slightly better in their end reach, he comes very close.
''You need to stop staring at him like this. He will figure it out sometime.''
Tezuka.
Of course, Tezuka. Only he can really tell when I'm not collecting data.
''I have no doubt. But I don't fear the outcome as much as I maybe should.''
Tezuka nods, then leaves me in peace. Of all the people in the club, he is the one I appreciate the friendship the most of.
With Kaidō - well, as previously stated - I'm not sure where I stand with him. But a normal friendship might not be our current destination.
Or at least not mine. For that, my fascination goes way too far.
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He's beautifully deadly on a court. Striking as precise as a snake.
I love watching him and not only on a court. During training, scribbling notes into that damn notebook of his, even in the lab.
''You need to stop watching like that, you idiot. He'll figure out in no time that you have the hots for him.''
''Shut up.''
''Well, well. That's all I'm getting today? You really have it bad, don't you?''
''Get lost, idiot.''
''Fine, for now, but try not to get overrun. I still need to pay you back for that last match.''
When Momoshiro is finally gone, I can put my full attention back on my ultimate goal.
Trying to assess what might be able to be done or improved, while knowing that - in the end - all I can really do is hope he likes me back.