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Upon the arrival of the stars, a murder of young crows bathed in the beaming moonlight and stars. A feeling of accompaniment was washed away from a young male with blunt words.
"We're still lacking in a lot of ways, Today's victory was by the skin of our teeth." Coming from an older team member, one of which had been watching from the sidelines for the majority of the game, those words were enough to cause a certain bright-haired male to break into a sweat.
"I-I'll practice a lot!"
Nervousness and sudden sorrow turned into determination amid his words, evident in his change of tone and the way he raised his fists.
The conversation turned into remembrance of an old teammate yet when the group dispersed into the night to their rightful homes, a bright orange-haired boy repeated the words of the older teammate.
With an array field of bulbs across the deep black marble of the night, enchanted by his journey the stars seemed to both guide and follow him home.
"I'm still lacking . . ." Intended for the entire team, those words were faulted towards himself in his head. That was all he could hear when the older male had said it earlier, 'You should have done better. Why didn't you try harder?'
The twinkling of the stars blinked and flickered away, always returning after hiding in the shadows. They were witnesses to the display of displeasure and disgust.
Finding himself hesitant about walking further towards his home, the male abruptly stopped with his bike balanced by his hip. Brown, closely hazel, eyes spotted a bench.
And while his mind battled within itself, he took a seat on the spot. His body almost instantly relaxing and loosening up. He rested his neck comfortably on the crest railing of the seat.
While doing so his mind was set to ease when he noticed a crow of perfect black inky wings mixing in with the night sky. For a second he watched as it landed on a nearby branch. It's fluttering flaps having been the only sound he could hear before a new set of them came around as well.
A murder reunion occurred right before his eyes.
It was still and silent. Between the murder and the male, all that was left was the sound of crickets announcing their presence every so often.
"I could have done better, huh?"
It didn't matter to him whether they could understand him or if somehow they would be able to reply to him, the battle in his head was beginning all over again and he just wished for it to stop. Why wouldn't it stop?
"If I work more and more . ." His voice trailed off as he realized what he was saying, "No." Shaking his head while staring blankly at the family of crows he spoke up once more. "I said I would practice a lot but I know that won't be enough."
Words left his lips.
He stared at those blackbirds above him, eyes that were once holding nothing were burning with anger as his heart fell silent.
"ANSWE-"
His destructive roar towards the innocent birds was interrupted when a bush that was nearby rustled with sudden movements.
In an instant, a giggling figure rose into the streetlights. A girl with a leaf on her head appeared. Though her snickers were soft, in the midst of the silent night for the crows it was booming.
Before his very own eyes, happily standing and bathing herself in the street's light, a blue-haired girl glanced over the flock of crows rushing away in her presence. She grinned happily even when seen as a nuisance by the birds.
Anger diffused in the unknown comfort of her grin. Confusion taking over in the male's facial expression as he watched with eyebrows furrowed together.
In her point of view; one bird remains even after his friends and family had flown away. To this victory, the girl with the camera around her neck snapped a shot of the lonely bird on the branch before glancing over towards the male.
With a camera hanging around her neck, she flashed the bright-haired male a quick smile with her eyes closed. The simple gesture created an earthquake of expressions on the male but ended with an awestruck one.
He realized too late how the girl with blue hair clicked a picture of him.
Processing what had happened just seconds ago, the male jumped right out of his seat on the bench. A finger pointed out towards the girl while having his mouth opened up to speak.
"You! I wasn't . . . You just . . ."
The girl just giggled some more before placing a finger onto her lips; "Shh . ." A soft shushing came from her before she ran away leaving a puzzled player.
The twinkling of the stars blinked and flickered away, always returning after hiding in the shadows. They were witnesses to the first meeting of two young hearts.
"EHHHHHH???"
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Upon the arrival of the stars, a murder of young crows bathed in the beaming moonlight and stars. A feeling of accompaniment was washed away from a young male with blunt words.
"We're still lacking in a lot of ways, Today's victory was by the skin of our teeth." Coming from an older team member, one of which had been watching from the sidelines for the majority of the game, those words were enough to cause a certain bright-haired male to break into a sweat.
"I-I'll practice a lot!"
Nervousness and sudden sorrow turned into determination amid his words, evident in his change of tone and the way he raised his fists.
The conversation turned into remembrance of an old teammate yet when the group dispersed into the night to their rightful homes, a bright orange-haired boy repeated the words of the older teammate.
With an array field of bulbs across the deep black marble of the night, enchanted by his journey the stars seemed to both guide and follow him home.
"I'm still lacking . . ." Intended for the entire team, those words were faulted towards himself in his head. That was all he could hear when the older male had said it earlier, 'You should have done better. Why didn't you try harder?'
The twinkling of the stars blinked and flickered away, always returning after hiding in the shadows. They were witnesses to the display of displeasure and disgust.
Finding himself hesitant about walking further towards his home, the male abruptly stopped with his bike balanced by his hip. Brown, closely hazel, eyes spotted a bench.
And while his mind battled within itself, he took a seat on the spot. His body almost instantly relaxing and loosening up. He rested his neck comfortably on the crest railing of the seat.
While doing so his mind was set to ease when he noticed a crow of perfect black inky wings mixing in with the night sky. For a second he watched as it landed on a nearby branch. It's fluttering flaps having been the only sound he could hear before a new set of them came around as well.
A murder reunion occurred right before his eyes.
It was still and silent. Between the murder and the male, all that was left was the sound of crickets announcing their presence every so often.
"I could have done better, huh?"
It didn't matter to him whether they could understand him or if somehow they would be able to reply to him, the battle in his head was beginning all over again and he just wished for it to stop. Why wouldn't it stop?
"If I work more and more . ." His voice trailed off as he realized what he was saying, "No." Shaking his head while staring blankly at the family of crows he spoke up once more. "I said I would practice a lot but I know that won't be enough."
Words left his lips.
He stared at those blackbirds above him, eyes that were once holding nothing were burning with anger as his heart fell silent.
"ANSWE-"
His destructive roar towards the innocent birds was interrupted when a bush that was nearby rustled with sudden movements.
In an instant, a giggling figure rose into the streetlights. A girl with a leaf on her head appeared. Though her snickers were soft, in the midst of the silent night for the crows it was booming.
Before his very own eyes, happily standing and bathing herself in the street's light, a blue-haired girl glanced over the flock of crows rushing away in her presence. She grinned happily even when seen as a nuisance by the birds.
Anger diffused in the unknown comfort of her grin. Confusion taking over in the male's facial expression as he watched with eyebrows furrowed together.
In her point of view; one bird remains even after his friends and family had flown away. To this victory, the girl with the camera around her neck snapped a shot of the lonely bird on the branch before glancing over towards the male.
With a camera hanging around her neck, she flashed the bright-haired male a quick smile with her eyes closed. The simple gesture created an earthquake of expressions on the male but ended with an awestruck one.
He realized too late how the girl with blue hair clicked a picture of him.
Processing what had happened just seconds ago, the male jumped right out of his seat on the bench. A finger pointed out towards the girl while having his mouth opened up to speak.
"You! I wasn't . . . You just . . ."
The girl just giggled some more before placing a finger onto her lips; "Shh . ." A soft shushing came from her before she ran away leaving a puzzled player.
The twinkling of the stars blinked and flickered away, always returning after hiding in the shadows. They were witnesses to the first meeting of two young hearts.
"EHHHHHH???"
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