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When Tobio and Toru first moved in together, they realized that there was an extra room in their apartment.
"What should we do with it?" Toru asked knowing fully well he would regret it.
Tobio looked up from his dinner. He stared into the dark abyss of a hallway towards the unused room.
"Let's put volleyballs in there."
Ah, there it is.
That feeling of regret.
"We can't play volleyball in an apartment room you dumbass it's too small" Toru replied.
"No, I mean we fill the room with volleyballs."
Toru takes a moment to process what Tobio said. Then he turns around.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean."
Not understanding how Toru could not understand this simple concept, Tobio narrowed his eyes to simplify this idea to his darling boyfriend.
"We take volleyballs, fill them with air, then-"
"We put them in that room?"
Tobio nods his head. Oh, thank goodness, Toru can understand after all.
"And why the hell would we do that?"
Tobio thinks again. He didn't get to this part yet.
"For motivation."
"For motivation?"
"For motivation."
.
"And that's why we have this room," Toru says to Hajime.
They are standing in what is now known as the "Great Volleyball Room."
Indeed this room is great. Not an inch of carpet can be seen as it is drowned out by the sea of different volleyballs that cover the floor. There are at least four layers of volleyballs that are being held by their will with a baby gate blocking the doorway. Poor things, they will never be free from this eternal prison.
"I mean it motivates us sometimes, but I guess it also just grounds us you know? It's like a painting in an art museum, you just can't help but get lost in the visual" Toru says.
Hajime nods his head slowly.
"Sure, but Toru I think you must know..."
Toru takes his eyes off of the Great Volleyball Room and turns to Hajime.
"...you and Tobio are playing for an Olympic basketball team."
...
"Make us free no splash kasaneta-"
"That's the wrong anime you idiot!"