number neighbor

the accident

embarrassed, you backed up looking down. "do you play?" asked suga in a calming voice. "i used to" you replied quietly. "did you quit? what happened?" you stayed silent holding back tears again. suga seemed to have noticed this and quickly said you didn't have to answer i'd you didn't want to. out of no where hinata came up to you with a clean towel to wipe you face and a cold water bottle to drink. "it's okay it's just that remembering everything makes me emotional." you chuckled trying to lighten the mood. "i played volleyball back in junior high and i was great until one game i missed a receive and after that i just went downhill,"

you took a deep breath then continued, "my teammates told it was okay and i'd do better next time but i didn't do better next time. i did worse. the last game i played, i slipped and broke my wrist. it hurt like hell but i didn't tell anyone because i didn't want to have to call off the game since we had practices so hard for it. we lost the game and i went to the hospital. my wrist got out in a cast and i got kicked off the team." you said letting a few tears fall. "when was this?" tanaka asked. "almost a year ago, i was a third year." you replied looking down again. "why didn't you join the karasuno volleyball team?" asked daichi.

"i didn't want to" this earned gasps from the team and a while bunch of why nots. "i loved volleyball. i loved playing it, i really did. and i loved my teammates, but after the way they threw me out like that, like i was useless, i hated everything. i hated the game. i hated playing. i hated my teammates. and i hated volleyball." you said through gritted teeth. "you hated your teammates? why?" sugawara shot another question. "because after they threw me out, the cut off all contact. ignored me at school and blocked my number. whenever i saw them in public they acted like they didn't know me." you dropped to the floor finally letting those tears out with an empty stare. everyone stayed silent watching your broken form.

you looked down at your hands which had turned bright red from hitting the balls so hard to see them shaking. you didn't know whether it was from crying or how hard you hit the volleyballs but all you knew was that it wouldn't stop. getting up, you walked over the the cart filled with volleyballs picking one up handing it to suga. "toss it to me." you said in a low voice. "w-what? are you sure? you should take a break-" "toss. it. to. me."

you said gritting your teeth getting angry as tears continued to stream down your face. "y/n sit down it's okay, take a bre-" "JUST TOSS IT TO ME GOD DAMNIT" you screamed fed up with the boy. everyone backed up a little, shocked that you had screamed so loud. he tossed the ball above your head and you ran to it hitting it over the net and against the opposite wall.