the swan

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(for those of you that can't access the video above, play the swan- saint saëns but its raining)


 Cursing under his breath, the bleached blonde boy walked down the sidewalk with frustration in each step.  Volleyball practice was far from okay today. 

bottled up emotions, words unspoken, hearts to be mended from broken

In hopes of a walk lifting his spirits, Kyotani took the long way home. A route he had barely taken before.  He tried to push aside the events from today, but he couldn't help but think back to his actions in the gym. Constantly being out of control and lashing out when others tried to correct him, Kyotani had come to the conclusion that he was the problem.

Engulfed in his world of regret, the grumpy boy slipped on a puddle product of the falling rain,  causing him to fall forward and let his eyes quickly avert in front of him. As he was regaining his composure, a striking figure caught his attention. Head back and eyes closed with the left ear bud plugged in as they held onto the right to control the volume. 

pouring, raining ,moping

The said person slowly opened their eyes and began to cross the street. Their presence was captivating. It was without a doubt they were in a reverie. In that moment, interest sparked in Kyotani. He wanted to follow them. He wanted to know what they were listening to. 

The look of contemplation, peace and satisfaction the mysterious person composed.. he wanted that. 

Kyotani then got a glimpse of what they were wearing. It clicked in his brain like a finger to a button. The person who seemed to be in a brown study was a student from Karasuno. 


a/n: trust me, the  italic phrases will tie in sooner or later. for now, listen to the song again, read the phrases... anything click yet?



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