The Moon's Redamancy In Fall [Tsukishima x Yamaguchi]

twenty-seven.

Yamaguchi

"Tsukki didn't go to school?" I asked Ayato-kun, Tsukki's seatmate, as I looked around the classroom, hoping he would pop out of nowhere any minute.

Ayato-kun shrugged his shoulder, "Nope," He shook his head and peered over Tsukki's empty seat, "Well, that's pretty new, right?" Ayato-kun sighed, as he hang his bag on his shoulders.

"Right . . . " I trailed, glancing around the room.

Strange.

Tsukki never missed a class, maybe he's just late? I guess I'll have to wait for him until 10am in the morning. To no avail, Tsukki did not go to school the entire day, so it went by until the next day.

And then the next . . .

And next . . .

The thought of Tsukki not being here, just the whisper of my imagination, and I am incapacitated. There are no thoughts, no focus, only desire and the pain of waiting.

"Yamaguchi-kun, you okay?" Yachi-san squeezed my hand, making me snap back to reality with the warmth of her palm against mine.

Yachi-san and I sat down by a bench near the store. The top was gouged wood and the legs dented metal with chipped red paint. I felt my insides tighten.

I shifted on my seat as I squeezed Yachi-san's hand back before giving her a reassuring smile, "I'm okay,"

No, I'm not.

It's been three days.

Three days since the last time I saw Tsukki, and not a single word came from him in those three consecutive days. I opened my phone as I scrolled through our messages for a hundred times today.

My messages was never read and I had sent him my 11th message today.

Me: Call me back, Tsukki. I hope you're okay.

I pressed send and sighed before shoving my phone in the pockets of my jacket.

The teachers started to worry about Tsukki because it was unusual of him to miss classes, he would never miss a single one, even Coach Ukai and the Karasuno's volleyball team, they would ask me if I had a clue of where he is, but unfortunately, I did not know.

I miss Tsukki.

Missing Tsukki came in waves each day that he doesn't show up. Tonight, I am drowning. I think it would be sort of close minded to believe that missing someone meant you sat constantly thinking of them.

No, it's so much more than that.

Missing someone can be desiring the emotion that you once had with them. Like the feeling of pure contentment that you no longer feel.

Even if Yachi was here for me the entire time.

"Yachi, do you think Tsukki's okay?" I blurted, out of the blue, occupying the growing silence.

She blinked a few times, her face melting to a soft expression, "Hopefully, he is,"

By the word hopefully it churned within me, as if I could feel that he isn't. But I wanted to hear from someone that he is okay for my own comfort.

Yachi-san rub my back for comfort, "He's okay, I'm sure," She smiled, so kindly, without effort as her comforting words constantly made me feel better.

I relaxed my tensed up muscles as we watched the sun set from the horizon. It was another ending day in Karasuno Highschool's campus, each passing time, walking students from our school grew lesser as they all went home.