#secondyearbreaststroke

[takuya-uozu]

"So what happened to your hair? Did you lose a bet or something?"

He ran a hand through his buzz cut and frowned at the scratchy texture. “My usual barber wasn’t there so I had to get it done somewhere else.” Though having lost it all for a bet would have been better than what that barber did to it.

[sharksweek]

It began to dawn on Matsuoka that he needed to surround himself with a few more faces. Get to know some of his team before he left next year. Not as if this had anything to do with Sousuke and Aiichirō missing during dinner hours.

Small tray of food in hand, he scanned the room and picked a candidate he thought was worth while. 

                                  "Alright if I sit here?" He asked planting himself down next to Toru contently without waiting for an answer and beginning to dig into his food. A distance pout on his features.