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25. Fingertips

How could he harmlessly tease her? That was what Kuroo wanted to know. The most harmless thing he thought of was gentle kisses. He reached down to grab ahodld of her hand, raising it up to meet his lips, lightly pressing a kiss to each of her finger tips before slowly letting go. Giving her a smile, different from his more cheeky smug grins.

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It was cool and breezy and Iwaizumi was so close to falling asleep. The coach wouldn’t mind right? He did have all his attention to the other team’s players after all, maybe he could get away with an hour or two of sleep.

He laid his head on his folded arms, ready to close his eyes and toss his responsibilities aside, but he felt tiny fingers weaving through the strands of his hair and the sweet scent of freshly cut flowers. “Huh? Oh, I mean,” He was half asleep and the feeling of the two small hands massaging his head was so enticing - he could fall asleep at any given moment. “I mean, they’re pretty—” He yawned. “—Thank you.”

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                [サーモン] The tennis team had a important away game today, and seeing as one of her close friends was on the tennis team Chiharu had gone to cheer her on. Though upon arriving on the minibus and finally following the other girls to the courts she decided she didn't like tennis. For the first ten minutes she had tried really hard to stick through it. Watching the ball go back and forth back and...She couldn't stand it any longer.

                When the time came and everyone was focused on the match she slipped away. The school was a lot different to hers and it caused a form of excitement to bubble up inside her, causing a skip in her step. Without a care she happily entered the hall ways peering in windows and then hurrying on.

                It wasn't till she got to a class room that seemed empty that she stopped. She flung the door open peering in. Nothing special. She was just about to shut the door and continue on when she saw a teacher coming down the corridor. Her school uniform was a definite give away and the next moment she had dived into the room, door shutting behind her.