You two were cleaning up the gym after practice in silence, when Tooru stopped and paused in the middle of the gym.

“Why don’t you move to Argentina with me? I really want you to be there with me when I go pro.”

His voice echoed to you, making you stop your movements as well and look up at him.

Tooru then walked over and hugged you suddenly; quivering slightly. It was the end of the school year, so he’d be leaving his team and all his friends soon for college and his career.