Just an idea I got when I couldn't go on the internet.
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis. That's why this is fanfiction. yes?
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He knew what his team thought of him.
Harsh…unrelenting…stern…
At the same time, he knew what these thoughts had a tinge of.
Fear…caution…wariness…
Even then, at the same time, those emotions were mixed with other emotions.
Respect…even thanks…
Respect, for being there for them, even when they lost, and they could have been kicked out.
Thanks. Thanks for pushing them, pushing them beyond their limits. Thanks for being stern, unrelenting, yet letting them have their own way.
Thanks for letting them do beyond their best, beyond what they thought possible.
It was their thankfulness, their respect, their want for someone to push them, that let him be so stern. It was these emotions that helped him fight his guilt for pushing them so harshly, pushing these young men, no, boys, more ruthlessly than he would push himself.
But even so, he would still feel guilt.
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