#itsnotgoudamnit

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itsnotgoudamnit, swimclubsupervisor, shota-sensation, thetwosharksandthelittlefish, makoto-orca-tachibana

SPLASH!

The rush of the clear water as the dolphin smoothly glided across the lane was all that is heard within the pool area, until there came the padded footsteps of his fellow team mates. However, not a single touch of care given in regards to attention; focused to immerse himself with the sensation of the water. Back of his mind partially focused on the primary form of his strokes, but the rest was centered on the importance of the upcoming relays. 

Stroke after stroke, kick after kick --- it's all he can feel as he reaches the end, execute a swift turn to lunge himself to the opposite side. Training, preparation, swimming with sound intentions. 

[niitorikouhai]

✩

Opening the door to his dorm room, Aiichirou sighed. He'd just come home from afternoon classes and he'd gotten homework in every class. You could really tell it was Friday.

Putting down his school bag by the door, he walked over to his desk, putting down the books that hadn't fit in his bag anymore. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another bag lying near the bed. It wasn't Matsuoka senpai's. Frowning, he walked over. Just as he was about to bend down to inspect the item further, he heard a noise from above.

Looking up, he saw someone move on his bed. Wha--...?

Looking down at him, from his bed, was Matsuoka senpai's sister.

Aiichirou eyes became wide. He was lost for word. "Uhm..."

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Short. Mirror. Old friend. Sister. Stranger. Stranger.

Would be the first word that popped up in the swimmer's head once he got a good look over all of the people in the group. He tried not to look snobbish about it, throwing his towel over his shoulder as he headed to the other side of the pool where the group stood.

"...What is it?"