A/N: TRIGGER WARNING: DEPRESSION, SUICIDAL THOUGHTS. DO NOT READ IF SENSITIVE TO THESE TOPICS!
Y/N'S POV
I'm tired. Of tending to this fire... I've used up all I've collected, I have synched my hands. It's glowing. Embers barely showing. Proof of life in the shadows, dancing on my plans. They know that it's almost... They know that it's almost over, they know that it's almost... They know that it's almost over...
I'm so sick of it all... The lies, the pretty lies everyone online tells you. "Someone out there loves you, so don't give up." All of that sappy bullshit they tell you at school. "Get help, you are worth it!" Right. Sure. I look down at my music, seeing:
Leave The City
Trench
Twenty One Pilots
2018, Fueled By Ramen
I turn up the volume all the way as I look at the doors to the Karasuno Gym. I sigh and turn off my music. Only then do I hear the slamming of volleyballs on the wooden flooring. I slide open the door and look down, knowing that I'm just a backup and don't need to be here. Thinking about that, I look up slowly. I see Hinata sprinting towards me. Like the tall-ish asshat that I am, I step to the side and let him crash to the ground. I walk in and see Sugawara headed towards me to lecture my ass off. Avoiding that situation, I grab the shrimp's hand and pull him up. After making sure that he wasn't injured I put a bandage on his scraped knee and apologize.
"O-oh! It's alright Y/N-chan! I was rushing at you after all!"
"I stepped out of the way, dipshit." I smirk at the small tangerine's dumbness and walk over to the Volleyball cart. I grab a ball and look at it, thinking about practicing.
"L/N! Can I watch you serve?!" The tangerine ruins my dilemma by removing the choice to not practice.
I tell him very quietly, "Just one... I'm not feeling up to much today." He nods in excitement and I stretch a little bit.
Cracking my neck, I put the ball into my left hand and out in front of me. I toss it up into the air and run after it, jumping up and serving it to the other side. BAM! WHOOSH! BOOM! Fuck. It landed on the outside of the line. I clench my teeth and head towards the door.
"L/N!" Shit.
"Dai-san."
"Get your ass over here and practice."
"There isn't a point in practicing."
"What?"
"I said, there isn't a point. It's useless when you're just going to stand there and cheer on everyone else. I'm surprised Ennoshita-san even comes to practice anymore. At least Suga-san is useful."
"Course you're useful L/N-chan! You serve so well-" I explode on the tangerine.
"NO I DON'T. DON'T FUCKING TELL ME ANOTHER DAMN LIE! I NEVER MAKE IT INSIDE OF THE LINE. THAT'S WHY I'M NEVER ON THE DAMN COURT IN THE FIRST PLACE!"
Kageyama starts, "L/N-"
"Save it! I'm only here because Tsukki-san told me that Yama-san doesn't want me to leave!" I storm out of the gym, headed towards home.
I almost make it off of school grounds but hear loud footsteps coming towards me, along with a hand on my shoulder. I whip around in pure anger to see Tsukishima.
"What the fuck do you-"
"We need you Y/N." The blondie said.
"I'm surprised you came of all people, Tsuki-shit-ma." He glares at me.
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