𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 | Various!Haikyuu x fem!reader

Look before you leap

Theme song ; sacrament theCecile

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❝Please find me..❞

❝You're their only saviour...❞

❝Please!❞

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(Y/N) jolted harshly in her seat upon hearing that voice again, calling out to her, her hands cupping her ears as she closed her eyes tightly, trying to block out the sound, rocking in her chair in desperation.

Once the sound had subsided, she slowly let her hands down, eyes scanning hee bedroom warily.

A breath of relief escaped her lips once she sensed that nothing is within her proximity, her eyes momentarily closing in exhaustion. She took a deep breath, exhaling loudly in frustration, trying to even her trembling breaths.

She gripped her white night dress in slight fear and terror at what had happened.

She heard those voices again tonight.

For the past week she had been struggling to focus at anything, always hearing eerie voices whispering and yelling out to her.

The first time it had happened, she searched for the source but to no avail as she couldn't find out who had called out to her.

The second time it happened, she was with her mother. Wondering if her mother had heard those voices as well, she asked about them only to realize that her mother didn't hear anything.

The third time it happened, she was with her friends and they had the same answer as her mother.

They heard nothing.

Facing with such reality, she decided to keep the voices that she's been hearing as a secret, close to her heart.

They weren't bad at first but recently, those voices had begun to incessantly disturb her, filling her mind with haunting whispers, with eerie shoutings that it was starting to be unbearable.

She felt like she was going crazy with everything that she was hearing. Sometimes she heard mutterings and rarely at times were soft tunes of singing melodies but frequently she heard agony-filled screamings and anguished yellings of help and they are increasing recently.

It was clear to anyone that she didn't have a good sleep in a while with how dark her eyebags are donning her face.

She starting to get irritated even frustrated at those voices.

Why are the so-called voices are even counting on her to found out the solution for what ever problem they were having?

Just because she bears a curse from the past and was a little different from the others, it doesn't make any sense for the voices to hope on her to be their salvation.

So, why?

Why does she still felt obliged to hear out those voices?

(Y/N) stood abruptly from her bed, prompting herself towards her bedroom door before halting her steps after hearing someone lulling a soft lullaby outside her bedroom. Her hand hovered just above her room's knob, unsure of whether to just go and mull over her fate or to walk out and investigate who is outside.