Disclaimer: I do not own Slamdunk. I know that. This is just for formalities.. hehe.. Libre naman ang mangarap diba?
Calliope Medina Erato: we actually do write in the same order… hehe… and well but I guess it's easier for me since I don't work like you do… continue your work by the way! I'm waiting… hehehe… and for the record, I haven't really tried if the tearing of holes would really work or not… in my imagination it did… hehehe…
Simmic: hehehe… I know… um… yes… the level of maturity.. hehehe.. sometimes I just think you can get carried with competition, and with these guys, even this winning is important… so yeah at a game like this you're friends, but you're opponents at the same time… I tried too… because I think that simulating life, there are some high moments, low moments, comedic moments, stagnant moments, and it seems the story moves in that way. One day it starts to build up, then it kinda becomes a plateau, may go down, then up again… and well… I did that to offer a bit of comedic relief… relief, because I just made the biggest decision for this story… so I needed time to really think it out… hehehe… I was doing a battle with my brain just this weekend…
Coffeemaverick: yeah… you are making sense… I didn't really think it was that original… sometimes if I see, hear, or like if I listen to any song, then start to make like my own version for a music video in my head, which becomes a story. This fic started similar to that…
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Do You See Me?
Flashback
"Karin! Wake up! It's already 9 am! Wake up!" Wake up. You threw stones in my window, while I tried to hide my head underneath the pillow. The door burst open. "Karin! That friend of yours is looking for you! I swear he'll wake up the neighbours if you don't go down… now go!" Aunt took the warm blanket off of me and pushed back the curtains, sunlight drenching my room. I cringed like a vampire at the light, though I didn't burn, rolled back on the bed, rolled too much that I fell off of it and hit my head on the hardwood floor. "Ow!" I stood up, my aunt making sure I made up the bed before she closed the door again.
"HISA-" a stone flew past by me. "Hisashi! Do you really want me dead!" You let the stones fall back to the ground, dusting your hands. "Was that a rhetorical question?" I took the stone from the floor and threw it back at you, it flew to the next-door neighbors house, their cat screeched in the background. You laughed, slipped on the pebbles and landed on your butt. Revenge was sweet.
"Come on Karin! It's the weekend. What are you sleeping for?" Isn't that the reason for weekends? I yawned as I rubbed my eyes. "I'll be there in a minute." I took my time in getting out of the room, in taking a shower, and in eating my breakfast. By the time I met you, you were already exhausted from waiting, sitting beside the gate, counting the dust on the ground.
"What took you centuries to come out Karin! I swear I sat there for a year." You stood up and massaged your back then stretched your arms. "Let's go to the park. Here, you can use my bike since I don't think you're used to jogging." You pushed the bike to me, waiting for me to mount. "I don't know how to ride one."
You slapped your forehead. "You don't know how to ride one?" Do you need me to say it again? I nodded my head. "Here. Sit here. I'll teach you how to ride." I shook my head. "Oh come on, don't chicken out. It's not like I'm going to drop you or something. Unless of course I feel like it." You just had to add that. I started to walk back inside the house. "Wait! I'm not gonna drop you then! Karin!" I stopped, turned, and walked back to you.
"Ok. All you have to do, is sit right there, put your feet in the pedals, and I'll hold the back of the seat and push you k?" I nodded and did as you instructed. At first, the bike wobbled, and I complained of wanted to get off, but you didn't let me. "Keep pedaling! Keep going! I'm right behind you!" And I did, but your voice became distant and then I heard you shout victoriously. "Go!"
I kept pedalling, and then turned my head to look at you. I was going farther away from you, or you getting farther from me, waving your hands in the air, a big toothy smile on your face that it sunk into me that I was riding this bike on my own. I started to panic; my palms became sweaty, for I have not yet tried to stop. I pressed on the break softly and I slowed down until it was too slow and it finally stopped, the bike leaned sideways and dismounted it.
You came running to me, enveloping me into a hug, jumping up and down as if you were crazy. "See? It's easy right?" I jumped up and down with you, gave each other a high five that resonated in a slap, followed by the stinging sensation in our hands. "You can ride on your own now." I kept smiling back then.
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