Maybe This Time: Sakusa K.

Chapter 11: Feelings

The photo is from Pinterest. Credits to the owner.

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It was already 11 when the couple decided they should rest, and so did Kiyoomi and I.

I held onto his phone and sent Fumi-san's contact details to my number before returning it to Kiyoomi.

He went to the bathroom because he wanted to take another bath while I fixed all of my clothes as I don't want to be rushing tomorrow with my luggage.

Now I only have my red suitcase, as the boxes and gifts I have for his family are not here anymore. I also decreased the aircon's temperature as I feel hot.

We finished a whole bottle of wine when Motoya took out a bottle of whiskey. We kept on drinking as we enjoyed talking to one another. Kiyoomi tried to participate by answering when we asked him questions, but other than that, he was mostly silent.

I didn't pack my make-up kit and my facial wash yet as I will still be using those tomorrow. I stopped fixing the vanity table when my phone rang off.

I went near the bed where it was and opened the email. It was from Christina telling me that she has already booked me a flight back to Washington. I ignored the email and went back to fixing my stuff.

When I was done, I felt like it wasn't enough. Kiyoomi might not like it if my pouches, yes there's three of them and my curler is just on the vanity table. I can't put them in my luggage as I will be using these again later.

I tried opening the drawers and the first one opened up, but there was paper inside, I was about to close it back again but my eyes were set to the picture.

I sat back down as I tried to take the newspaper out of the drawer. It was an old newspaper, I knew because I was there, in my Itachiyama jersey. The last championship game of my third-year in high school.

I read the title, "Back-to-Back Champions: Itachiyama girls team Ace, Miyuki Kiara cried as she scored the winning point for Gold Medal." I took another newspaper, and another and another. They were all copies of articles about me. It wasn't even the whole newspaper, it was just the page where the article about me was.

There were also Itachiyama's articles, when they interviewed the players every before seasons and after victories. It was all complete. On the bottom of the drawer, was a silver USB. I took it and went to the bed where my laptop was. I didn't even mind cleaning the papers on the table and just leave it as it is. If Kiyoomi gets mad, I can just clean it after.

As soon as I plugged it in, the documents opened and there were only four folders.

The first was 1st year. Then 2nd year, 3rd year and M.K.

What? I opened the first folder titled 1st year, I already figured it out that it was folders per year. But what shocked me was everything was my game.

Vs. Adachi Senior High School

Vs. Akirudai Senior High School

Vs. Asuka Senior High School

Vs. Chihaya Senior High School

Vs. Aoba-Johsai Senior High School

And same goes for the second and third file. As for the fourth file it was filled with photos.

Of me, of us. These were the pictures taken by Motoya or Hiroshi-san whenever they'd come to watch our games.