a/n-ok Iβm putting this here first cus I lowkey need a beta reader and more motivation to actually write this. I am doing this off of no hours of sleep so excuse my bad grammar. π
You were often the person that stood on the side and watched, like a ghost if you will.Β That feeling seemed to only be unique to you apparently; three people, (one reluctant to admit it ),thought the complete oppositeΒ .
You always thought they were weird.Β Your friends,you mean,not your family. They would always be weird. Prim and proper.
Despite you absolute resolution in being nothing special you did things. Things being sports. You loved to run. Running was your thing. Everyone has a thing. Senkus being science, Yurihas being sewing, and Taiju... Taiju was just Taju. But that's besides the point, that was his thing. And as stated before running just happened to be yours.
It allowed you to be free to just... be. To exist. That's what everyone wants to do. Running was the only time you weren't a ghost you were a star.
There were other things that helped with that feeling too! You just weren't the best at them. In your opinion of course.Β
You loved science, you loved space. Oh how you loved space. The sky really is the limit, and the sky... the sky was endless and it was limitless.Β
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You remember the first time you saw him.Β You had to be around 11, and 11 year olds named (name) were loud. They were rebellious. Most importantly they stormed out of their house after fighting with their parents. Hindsight is really 20/20 when you're not blinded by your emotions. Storming out of the house in a new country, PROBABLY wasn't your smartest idea.
But you wereΒ 11. Exceptions can be made.
So that's how you got here. At a park way past your bed time. With no adult supervision. Knees pulled into your chest.
Your legs carried you down the hill to a small river that ran through the park. Away from voices. Still dressed in the days' suit that your nanny so gracefully picked out for you, you sat on the damp grass. You parents, would probably complain, but you couldnt be bothered. This tiny patch of grass on a smallΒ hill, should be the least of their worries.
To them this was a "kid being a kid"Β But for you, this was everything. Just you and your first love. The sky : more specifically, the moon. Luna. And while she wasnt just peering down at you it felt as though she was.
She didnt yell at you. She didnt expect unrealistic things from you. She included you. She saw you, and even when you think she didnt , she did. She understood you, that was your favorite thing about her. She knew what it was like to not be 100% all the time. She saw your uncredible sadness (so you dubbed it) and your sunshine, your good days.
So yea you loved her alot. You will admit that its hard to appriciate her beauty when theres another being shouting at her..
It looks like someone else had the same idea as you, to be outside. However he had adult supervison. 'Shouldn't he know to be quiet around the adults..?'Β you bemoaned to yourself.
You came here to get away from the noise, not be near it.Β
'You keep following me ", he exclaimed,Β looking the moon dead in the face.
Now you were getting irked, who is this kid. That was the first question. On first impressions he was so cocky. You scoffed, maybe a little to loudly because both the boy and the adult, ( you assumed to be his dad looked at your hunched over form
"Who are YOU scoffing at" the boy, and his seemingly gravity defying hair turned to fully face your form. His brows furrowing a bit, now who were you?? You were new a variable he did not expect to encounter on his walk with his dad
"You of course. The moon isntly ONLY following you. Shes orbitting the earth. Shes following us." A little hypocritical on your part, but you had your reasoning for wanting your alone time. So why is this random kid just screaming. No not screaming, confront.Β
Was he confronting the moon??
Now hes peaked your interest. Enough for you to get up and walk towards him and his dad(?). Their expressions morphed , one of geinuene amusement andΒ one annoyance , dropped. Taking their faces was a look of pure confusion.
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Bakyuya had to practically drag his son away from, his manga.Β That itself was a task. Senku like every boy his age had an obsession, something that kept his mind occupied.Β Doraemon. His eyes lit up at the mere mention of it, and as much as Senku himself tried to play it off he loved the series. Practically begged hs dad to get him some merch. So yes Bakyuya felt bad.
But he wanted to spend time with his son, to cheer Senku and himself up. But lets be honest, Bakyuya just wanted to spend time with his son and needed an excuse.Β JAXA Astronaut Program, and his recent fail had been weighing heavy on his mind. All that work, and time and energy, just to be bested by swimming.
He just needed to get his mind off of it.
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