❝𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐓 𝐔𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍.❞
He loves him. He confess, but he got turned down.
But why?
Why is it every time he got rejected by Tsukishima, he could see clearly in those golden-brown eyes tells othe...
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REGRET
❝It hurts isn't it? Watching the person that supposed to be with you are waiting in the aisle...not for you, but for the one who they love the most.❞
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"So [Name]-san, why did you call us for?"
Sugarawa's soothing voice questioned of the latter, who rubbed their nape and blushed slightly on their cheeks.
The entire Karasuno volleyball team was called to a new cafe that had just opened five days prior. The rest of the crew crowded around a large table that could fit the entire team as they awaited their fellow ex-manager and friend to say something.
They have finally completed their studies and graduated, with their own professions and personal lives. As for [Name], he's a music writer who's focusing his career on writing songs for rising idols, for which he's well-known.
Some things have changed for them, most notably their appearance, which has become more mature.
"I'm getting married." he says.
After what he had just stated, [Name] revealed the ring on his finger that glistened in the light, the rest of the cafe was thrown into chaos.
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