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| Tooru rubbed his arms, grazing over the bluish purple smears that had bloomed more and more lately. Just practice- everyone knew receiving a volleyball could leave a mark, and his team never held back- he was a proud captain!
That's what he told his mother, in a lilting voice, light and airy and the complete opposite of the murky swamp that seemed to stew every time he lied. Every time he stepped on the scale and wrote the numbers painstakingly careful in a notebook. No smudging, clear progress. As if it wasn't already branded in his memory the second the digital flash of neon blue stuck, haunting and catching in his throat.
Again, again, again.