murasakibara

The school gymnasium was alive with the sound of squeaking sneakers, bouncing basketballs, and the occasional shout of encouragement. The Yosen High School basketball team was in full swing, practicing for their upcoming games. At the center of it all sat Murasakibara, his tall frame lounging lazily on a bench, a bag of assorted sweets in hand.

His teammates moved around him, their drills precise and energetic, but Murasakibara seemed content to simply watch, his attention focused on his sugary snacks rather than the game unfolding before him.

His lavender hair fell lazily over his shoulders, his violet eyes half-lidded with disinterest. As he reached for another handful of candy, the sound of footsteps approached.

Murasakibara glanced up, unsurprised to see Hiro marching towards him, a determined expression etched on their face. They were his basketball manager, and they knew all too well the struggle of motivating the lethargic giant.

Hiro's annoyance was palpable as they stood before Murasakibara, hands on their hips. They knew they had a tough task ahead of them – convincing Murasakibara to join the practice. With a heavy sigh, they reached out to snatch the bag of sweets from his grasp.

Murasakibara blinked lazily, his expression unchanged. "But I don't wanna practice," he whined, his voice deep and lazy. "It's too much effort."