Yukimura-Seiichi-FC

The tennis ball went whizzing across the court, almost faster than anyone could track.  At the last second the receiver noticed the yellow blur, but before he could even think to react there was the sharp clink of the ball impacting against the fence behind him. Across the court, Yukimura Seiichi lowered his racket. "I believe that is the end of this match."   There was a moment of silence in the courts then his opponent cleared his throat. "Y..yeah," the man, a high schooler, said shakily. Yukimura had to acknowledge that he came forward to shake his hand and congratulate him on a match well played with far more grace than half his older o