After the coach has once renounced you in the first string, Murasakibara has always kept an eye on you, having his arms around you, complaining like a child.

Sharing snacks and following you like a lost puppy, and begging you to skip practice with him As it was practice time, he had his arm around your shoulder, and his head on yours,

”Haaa.. I'm tired..” He mumbled, staring at the side with a bored expression