He groaned at the little lecture on studying, taking the cup of tea and sliding it closer to himself.
“I knoooow. Mama tells me that all the time. Said she doesn’t even know why I stuck with volleyball anyway. But I’m doing good and I’m doing my courses online so I can still —
He shrugged.
“I don’t wanna bother mama and bachan, jichan has been scolding me for working too hard so if I come to him cause I’m sick he’ll just lecture me again.”
Takeru was the product of a single mother, so he relied just as heavily on the women in the family as his uncle—
He peeled himself away, sitting down on the nearest chair he had to drag over.
“I hate being sick, means I can’t play volleyball how I want. Coach tells me to take a break but that’s no fun..”
He sniffled before covering his face with his shirt to sneeze, groaning after.
“Good thing I’m super smart…but also totally sucks. Can you make me some tea, Uncle Toto?”
He only pulled out the childish nickname when he really wanted something from his uncle.
He and I didn’t grow up together. He was already like that when I was born. You would know why more than I would
