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- Holly Wand 11 Essence of Phoenix Feather
It was a norm in Ryuuji Tsukino's life to be athletic. At grade school, he was always chased by different sports clubs, encouraging and recruiting him to join. Despite wanting to do so, he never did. He cannot choose which one to participate in and he didn't want to reject any of them, more so, he knew that he would eventually leave his muggle school, and that his father wouldn't approve of him being into any club, especially if it is not concerned with academics. Starting there of, Ryuuji had already suited himself to just participating in the sports activities in his old school, not as a club member, but rather, as some sort of a guest player. However, now and again, Ryuuji would still want to feel the familiar rush of adrenaline through his whole system, the feeling of the desire to win, and of course, the feeling of great accomplishment when he did so.
With a deep sigh, Ryuuji dropped himself onto the soft grass in the large field; his arms were crossed and placed under his head as a cushion while his legs were stretched out in a comfortable position. He cringe a little as the sun rays shone into his eyes, and placed a hand in front of his eyes, a soothing and calm sensation sweeping over him. It had been a long time since he had felt as comfortable as that, nothing to worry about at all.
He squeezed his eyes shut, sighing, breathing in the strong scent of grass and dirt. A light breeze blew, brushing lightly against his face, sending a few dark strands of hair hovering about in the air. He wished time could stop and he could stay like this forever, with all worries gone.
With a deep sigh, Ryuuji dropped himself onto the soft grass in the large field; his arms were crossed and placed under his head as a cushion while his legs were stretched out in a comfortable position. He cringe a little as the sun rays shone into his eyes, and placed a hand in front of his eyes, a soothing and calm sensation sweeping over him. It had been a long time since he had felt as comfortable as that, nothing to worry about at all.
He squeezed his eyes shut, sighing, breathing in the strong scent of grass and dirt. A light breeze blew, brushing lightly against his face, sending a few dark strands of hair hovering about in the air. He wished time could stop and he could stay like this forever, with all worries gone.