We’re right in the middle of summer, and the sun is seriously delivering the heat today. As I wipe a copious amount of sweat off my forehead, I make sure to keep my full attention on the girl playing on the tennis court in front of me.
This round has a clear winner already—we’re at match point right now, as a matter of fact. The girl’s opponent weakly returns the ball with a certain hesitation, a mistake the other girl capitalizes on. She drives the ball into the other side of the court over and over again with incredible speed and force. Eventually, the match is decided.
“Game, set, match! The winner is Hasaki!”
After Kana and her opponent shake hands, she looks my way, smiles, and throws me a peace sign. I return with a thumbs up.
Why am I here, you may ask? Simple—I promised her tha
