Note: When Atsushi first joined St. Rudolph, he was a second-year.

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"Welcome to the St. Rudolph Gakuen Tennis Club, Kisarazu Ryou-kun!"

"I'm Atsushi,"

There was a short pause.

"I'm Kisarazu Atsushi,"

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Ryou,

Please note that I am writing to you instead of emailing and IM-ing you since my roommate broke the computer in our dorm and the teachers refuse to replace it.

What am I doing in St. Rudolph, you ask? I was recruited by the manager of their tennis team, Mizuki-san, who's made me cut my hair (see picture attached).

It's kind of boring here. We only have practice once a week, and we don't go to the sea and have fun like in Rokkaku. I'm only allowed to visit home on weekends. Please ask okaa-san to keep some Chiba peanuts for me.

Unfortunately, my roommate Yamamoto is banging on the door of the bathroom I am currently writing this letter in, which is why I have to stop.

From your twin brother,

Kisarazu Atsushi

P.S. Let's play a match when I visit home this Saturday.

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Atsushi,

Please note that I am writing to you instead of emailing and IM-ing you since our cousin Ryuusuke visited yesterday and wrecked the computer.

I would ask you why THE HECK DID YOU LEAVE ROKKAKU WHEN WE'RE HAVING SO MUCH FUN THERE WITH SAEKI AND ITSUKI AND DAVIDE AND KUROBANE AND OJII but you already told me.

All your friends (and mine) send you best regards from Rokkaku.

Shudo (Rokkaku's poison taster/reserve, remember?) is still having some raging illness which is preventing him from coming to practice. It's kind of pathetic.

I now end this letter since my pen is running out of ink.

From your twin brother,

Kisarazu Ryou

P.S. Your new haircut looks horrendous. Okay, not really.