Dreams
I still remembered that dream.
All those times, I tried denying myself that I have a crush on Tezuka's step-sister, but after that match, I stopped kidding myself and somehow managed to confess it.
And as it turned out, she liked me in return.
That dream I had, I will never forget it:
It was that match when I broke Tezuka's arm.
I was practically exhausted then, and Tezuka wasn't giving up.
But as if by magic, something else happened.
The shot he made when he lost, it made it in.
And he made another one in, too.
"Game set and match! Kunimitsu Tezuka wins, 7-6!"
I lost the game. But I didn't mind.
After the match, I felt my heart beating again.
I have to say it. Right now.
After taking a deep breath, I walked over to Rina, who was sitting under a tree.
"Uh, Rina?"
She looked at me.
"What do you want, Atobe?"
"I-I need to talk to you."
I then told her my story. About her, me, and my denial.
"I-I, after the match, I managed to stop denying it. Y-You see, Rina…"
Her eyes widened.
"I love you."
After all those years, locking away my love, I finally managed to say it. Rina stared at me.
"Keigo…"
I took a glance at her before she took a deep breath.
"I love you too."
Before I could even say anything, I was then suddenly pulled straight into a kiss.
I was shocked. But instead of pulling away, I deepened the kiss, which she gladly did too.
She loves me.
She loves me.
She loves me.
That thought was repeating in my head.
I grabbed onto her waist and held her tightly, while my heart started to beat faster.
All the love I have for her, locked away, that kept building, I let it out.
I didn't want the kiss to end or let her go.
She was finally mine. That was what mattered to me.
And then my mind registered this was a dream…
That was when I woke up. I could still feel the taste of Rina's lips. I smiled to myself.
No matter what happened in that match, I would still get Rina, despite the outcome.
I took out my phone and read her message again. Her confession.
I could imagine what would happen when we first kiss each other.
I didn't mind that the kiss I had was a dream.
In fact, all I could think about now what was her face would be like when she received my confession.