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Y/n: Your Name B/f/n: Best Friend Name (preferably a girl) H/l: Hair length H/c: Hair Color E/c: Eye Color (More may be added) "She's swimming quicker, and quicker, she reached it quicker than everybody else!" The announcer called through the microphone. Y/n felt her small, fragile hands brush the wet brick and she climbed out of the water. At the edge a group of four boys stood, staring in awe. "Hi!" Y/n felt herself exclaimed, she reached out her hand to give one of the a handshake. She stared in dismay as the boys stood there with no response. Finally a boy with blonde hair spoke up, "WHOAAA! How did you do that? You were so fast!" "Yeah that was really cool!" A kid with dirty brown hair exclaimed in response. I smiled cutely, before I giggled, "It was easy! I just went with the water! And the strokes and stuff! I didn't realize that I was going fast!" Ahhh.... The good old days in the old swim club. A 15 year old Y/n thought, looking at the high school looming about her. She checked the time, and as usual. Late. Hauling the backpack on her back, Y/n walked into the school and quickly found her way to her class. Barging in she sighed, and ran to the only free desk that was next to a boy with familiar brown hair. After a little bit she realized who it was, and once class was over and they were in the hall the words came right out. "MAKOTO?!"
||Chapter 1|| Reunion||
