FujiwaraYuko

The band room was his haven. There, he could find peace when pressure bore down on his mental vigor. His parents wanted so much from him, which in turn made him want so much from himself that he pushed his limits, especially in basketball. As the captain and point guard of Rakuzan, expectations for him are high. Expectations. Akashi's fingers came to a halt on the piano keys. There, in the pit of his abdomen, he could feel his insides twisting and turning. He never spoke of it - he couldn't speak of it, or else his high-class and intimidating demeanor would be shattered. No one would look up to him, not even his teammates who are servant to

major manga spoilers!! read at your own risk It was awfully quiet on the bus, save for those trying to stifle their sobs. Miyuki kept his eyes on his lap; he was afraid if he looked up and saw one of his teammates crying he'd give in and do the same. He was hoping someone - like Sawamura or even Jun or Tetsuya - would stand up and knock some reassurance into the team, but at the same time, he knew no one had the nerve to. The atmosphere in the bus was too melancholic, and if someone were to yell it'd probably irritate a majority of the team. Miyuki leaned his head against the windowpane and watched as towns and cars and scenery flew by. Jus