Akahiro could not sleep that night, still thinking of what he saw at the sports complex a while ago. He did not have the chance to enjoy himself at the celebration they had with the team because of it. He wanted to, but he could not.
He was tossing and turning on his bed, trying to catch some sleep. But in the end, he chose to get out of the bed and head to the kitchen.
At the kitchen, he picked a bottle of wine from the cupboard and a wine glass. He headed to the living room and looked out of the window.
The moon was full, and the stars were twinkling from where he sat. It looked like glitters that were sparkled in the sky. When he opened the window, the cold breeze touched his warm face. He closed his eyes, reminiscing.
He sighed.
He lost his mother at an early age. He was five back
