Standing on his bike, Yomo sped along the bike path. The setting sun gave the walls of the buildings the colour of wet sand. Freeing himself from the torpor that had invaded his muscles after hours of sitting in the lecture hall, it was with some gusto that the student headed for the club.
Once there, he parked his two-wheeler in front and entered the room filled with girls warming up or practicing.
"Hi Yomo," said one of the girls.
"Hey Yomo, are you okay? "asked another.
"Yomo! You owe me a game," said a third.
"Anytime you want! Give me twenty minutes and I'll be on my way" he replied with a smile.
Of all the places he frequented on a daily basis, this was the one in which he felt most at ease. He felt like he could finally breathe freely without having to worry about anything.
"Hi Dani," he called out from the coaching room.
"Yomo! I've been seeing you every day now," Dani looked up from her tracking books.