The gymnasium lights shone down on Akiteru as he stood in the stands, watching as Kei and his team absolutely obliterated the other team, volleyballs constantly smacking the hard, wooden floors of the gym. Of course, he came to every match to cheer for his little brother, always having been his biggest supporter.

Akiteru was going through his usual routine on a Friday: get up, work, go to one of Kei’s matches and then go home. However, a spanner was soon thrown into his usual plans when he spotted Tadashi just a few metres away from him, cheering for Kei with Yachi, who he recognised from Kei’s friends. Yachi looked the same as always but Tadashi.. Tadashi looked.. hot? When did Tadashi, Kei’s anxious little friend, get so hot? Akiteru didn’t know, but when the small blond woman left for a moment, he took this opportunity, his feet carrying him towards the younger before he can stop himself.

Sure, this may seem a bit odd. To Akiteru, it was. He’d met Tadashi when they were younger and thought he was just a cute kid when he was in his early teens but now that they’re both adults, there shouldn’t be anything wrong with catching up with him, may or may not having intentions of more. But before the dilemma can stop him, Akiteru’s mouth opens:

“Tadashi? It’s been so long!” Akiteru smiles, having not seen the younger since Kei graduated really since they were never that close.