It wasn’t easy for Hanamichi to accept he was in rehab, after all he was the loose bolt of Shoukoku. He was the fiery red hair who caused trouble on first day; now he was stuck with a spinal injury and hopeless dreams of ever being more successful than ever.
but as Hanamichi played with his bland hospital food, he couldn’t resist but to think how far he has gotten. Hell, he didn’t even know shit about basketball in the first place until he met Haruko. Now he stands here, but did he do it all because of her?
No, he did it because he’s a basketball player.
He did it because there’s no other sport that will ever replace the adrenaline he feels when the crowd roars over because of a point. The sweat-drenched uniforms at the end of games and practices. And all of those tedious basics that he did before he could even attend a game. Would he do it again? Yes.
Hanamichi suddenly felt unhungry and bothered with his thoughts. He decided to go out and see the coast from his rehabilitation home.
The sea’s salinity reached his nose, and the slight sprinkles in the air slightly pecked his face. He still fell horrible, but remembered his train of thoughts. He did well, and he would come back on the court again. He would prove to all that even when he fell low, he is going to stand up again to prove them all.
Hanamichi didn’t even notice how long he’s been outside until a staff member came out to tell him it’s time. With a smirk to his face, he knew he’s going to prove them all wrong.
And to all of them who guided him, he will say thank you.
this isn’t just any piece of media i need it injected in my soul it’s my lifestyle now
i got a haircut like a fuckass bob but it suddenly got saved when i went to shower and it’s looking cool now YAY FOR ME
it is so hard being in a fandom space full of adults cause then i feel like i don’t fit in. I love talking about Akira but i don’t want a 30 year old saying “what do YOU know about Akira? Ever saw it the day it released?” OH SHUT UP
holy SMOKES my small rushed fic got a bit of love yay!
i have a friend that survived an attempt and ever since my whole family started to always shove into my face how i should help him.
“he should start praying to God!!” “he should do ____ it will help!” “would you tell him ___?”
can they all shut the fuck up?
he’s one of the strongest person i know, i shouldn’t and nobody should feel pity for him. He stands strong today, and i feel proud. if i get one more pity full response from family members one more time i’ll crash out on them
i will always miss that one canonical kaneda playlist that really reminded me of him and was deleted for no reason 💔
sometimes i try to be nice but there are devils inside my head saying “speak the fuck up”
the two devils are you guessed it Kaneda Shotaro and Sakuragi Hanamichi
finding akira fans near my age is like finding gold in the middle of a forest
something sweet i think is true is that people share a feature with their childhood plushies. For me it’s that mine has a lazy eye problem (just like me)