[That poor waiter. Wakatoshi offers him nothing in the way of sympathy, not even a wince or a murmured apology. He'll give him a healthy tip later. Not because he's guilty or anything -- it's just nice manners he's picked up from overseas travel.
His own expression remains neutral despite Sakusa's own obvious exasperation. Alright, so maybe that men's magazine article was not entirely accurate.]
Right, both his junior high and high school teams never made it to Nationals. Despite being hailed as the best setter in Miyagi prefecture, his teams have always lost to Shiratorizawa.
[He's not bragging -- just merely stating fact. Somewhere, in San Juan, Argentina, a Japanese ex-pat is having a sneezing fit. And it's not going to get any better.
Wakatoshi pauses for a moment to consider his next few words.]
...and because of Oikawa's skills of a setter, I had always thought he was better-suited for Shiratorizawa. He resented me for his losses and for what I've said to him about his team over the years, though I had never said anything with malicious intent. I suppose it wouldn't have mattered if I did or did not.
During the end of our third year of high school, he and I...started to see each other. For him, it was strictly physical. And in secret. I did not see the relationship in the same light. But I always did suspect he was in love with someone else. Not that it mattered, because after graduation, we went our separate ways and have not seen or spoken to each other since.
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His own expression remains neutral despite Sakusa's own obvious exasperation. Alright, so maybe that men's magazine article was not entirely accurate.]
Right, both his junior high and high school teams never made it to Nationals. Despite being hailed as the best setter in Miyagi prefecture, his teams have always lost to Shiratorizawa.
[He's not bragging -- just merely stating fact. Somewhere, in San Juan, Argentina, a Japanese ex-pat is having a sneezing fit. And it's not going to get any better.
Wakatoshi pauses for a moment to consider his next few words.]
...and because of Oikawa's skills of a setter, I had always thought he was better-suited for Shiratorizawa. He resented me for his losses and for what I've said to him about his team over the years, though I had never said anything with malicious intent. I suppose it wouldn't have mattered if I did or did not.
During the end of our third year of high school, he and I...started to see each other. For him, it was strictly physical. And in secret. I did not see the relationship in the same light. But I always did suspect he was in love with someone else. Not that it mattered, because after graduation, we went our separate ways and have not seen or spoken to each other since.