It's almost time for the big meet, I took in a deep breath and ran jumping over the bar and

landing on the bag, YES I did it I made the jump, "Asahina" I sigh and see Yamato Akitsuki running

towards me, Yamato was a good friend but I really have a bit of mixed feelings for him, in truth he reminds

me of my crush Kazuki Tsuda, he passed away two years ago, he was my hopes and my dreams, he was

what drove me to be so good at what I did. I loved him with all my heart and my soul. "Hi Asahina"

Yamato said, "Yamato don't you have running to do?" I asked kind of annoyed, his smiled faded, "ya but I

am going to be number one sprinter in Japan" he said proudly, I sighed, "you do that" he ran off to the track

gosh he reminded me so much of Tsuda. As the sun sunk down I decided that it was best I go home,

"Asahina are you going home?" Yamato asked coming down the hall, "Oh yes Yamato I have to go" He

smiled "let me walk you there" I nodded, I guess it was better then walking alone. Upon approaching the

apartment I sighed, "well I'll see you tomorrow Yamato" he smiled and waved, "bye Asahina" shutting the

door I sighed, I missed Kazuki so much. I went over to my dresser and picked up the photograph of me and

Tsuda, I felt tears spilling down my face, could I ever love again. I heard rain pitter-pattering on the roof of

the apartment building, I remember the day I heard Kazuki Tsuda had died, I felt as if since that day a hole

had been ripped into my chest a hole that nothing and no one could replace but hopefully fill, I looked at

the picture again I laughed.

Look at this photographEvery time I do it makes me laugh

How did our eyes get so red?

I wonder if it's too late?

Every memory of walking out the front door

I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for.

I laid down on my bed, tears still fell as the rain came down, "Where did you ever go Tsuda?" I continued

looking at the ceiling as I closed my tear filled eyes.

"Suzaka Asahina!" that voice sounded so familiar, I opened my eyes to see a familiar figure standing over

me, I squinted, it was Kazuki Tsuda, I looked up, "Kazuki?" I said amazed he helped me up, "now Asahina

just because you fell trying to high jump doesn't mean your down for the count, "I thought you were

dead?" I mumbled, "you wished!" he said, "now get up sweetheart" he helped me up, Tsuda is back he's

alive we walked back to the track he steadied me as we walked, my heart pounded.