𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 | T. KAGEYAMA

じゅはち

[ ! 𝐓𝐖 ! meltdowns ]

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❝  Why ? ❞

A million thoughts were going through [ y/n ]'s mind as she stared blankly at her desk, completely ignoring the lecture her teacher was giving.
first the incident at Fujimoto's house, then her slapping Kageyama. She didn't know how to process it all.
A headache was beginning to ground itself into her temples. The only thing to bring her attention back to the class she was in was the tingling sensation in her eyes as they began to become dry.
She huffed and dropped her head onto the palm of one of her hands, turning her eyes to the window on the other side of the classroom.
She probably should have asked to visit the nurse's room- but she didn't want the class to focus on her as she left. She glanced towards the clock above the door, class was ending soon to her relief.
As soon as the bell rang, dismissing classes, [ y/n ] was out of the classroom. She went a different way through the halls, avoiding everyone. She walked out of the school building, towards the entrance, and off the campus. She needed a break more than anything- She needed time to think before doing anything else.
[ y/n ] found herself in a small forested area dotted with trees and shrubbery of various kinds. She leaned against one of the smaller trees, sliding down against the base, not caring if the bark snagged on her uniform. She closed her eyes, letting out a deep sigh.
Her mind began to wander to the various things that had happened to her- the feel of Fujimoto's lips against her own, her conversations with Hinata and Choko, they always trailed back to him.

She still loved him.
she hated it.
She hated him.
Or was that just what she was telling herself?

Her eyes pinched closed and she hung her head, holding her knees to her chest.

Why was there so much happening to her?
Why didn't she just go to Aoba Johsai like her friends?
Why did she choose to go to Karasuno?
Why?
Why?

Why?

her fists clenched tighter the more her mind began to question itself.
She felt awful.
Before she knew it, tears had welled up in her eyes and a few slipped from her face to the grass underneath her; before long, a few became many.
Quiet, restricted cries shook her body. She hugged her knees closer to her, letting her sobs out. Her lips trembled and her vision was blurred by the tears. More 'why's' filled her mind making her eyes close hard and her eyebrows were furrowed in a way that made her face ache.
She let out her pained cries.
She wanted to scream.
She didn't want to be there.
She wanted to go home and curl up in the safety of her own bed- where she didn't have to worry about anything, where nothing bothered her.