☢ CH 20 ☢

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RS 20

"GO." I fumbled through my mind as I confront my good friend, used to be. She was the hula in my loop, a great person to hang and share stupid gossips with.

Again, used to.

"Why?" She fumbled, in confusion as we stood by the school gate, waiting as everyone piles the bus until our coach was the last to step on the vehicle.

"I dropped out of the team."

Brought by surprise, she choked on her words and shot her gaze on me, "Dropped? You don't mean..."

"Yeah. Think of it as resigning and dropping out of league."

"Wait, you can't be that serious?"

"I am. So drop your act and get on that bus."

Thinking of her own schemes and excuses to sound as if she was in remorse, her eyes trembled - at all cost, avoiding my own. It was then, the team coach called out impatiently for the last player.

Only, it wasn't me.

"YN, I–"

I turned around and walked away from the traitor, "Aren't you glad? That it was you."  Creating a gap between us both, untangled veins start to pull me apart as a new twinge formed in my sullen heart - the sound of the bus embarking deepen the scar.

Before I realize, my retreating back had earned me a title. Because I thought of someone's future, thinking of their own good then my very own.

"GOSH, I'M A NERVOUS WRECK." Spoke Hinata, nervously as the team stride to the court, everyone could only nod and smile as they all shared the mutual feeling. Meanwhile, the protagonist, you were beyond the mutual wreck.

Yamaguichi, who had been beside you since this early morning, glanced to meet your sullen face.

A bead of sweat trickle down the side of his forehead, "Komatsu? Are you feeling alright?"

"Yeah. Just excited to see how the match goes."

The concern vanished and the green–haired beamed, "I know right. It's kinda nerve–wrecking but I'm intrigued on how this practice match will turn out!"

It's not that! I'm nowhere excited, honestly, I would rather dive in a black hole!

Mentally, you were shaking in cold sweats as you thought of the mysterious figure overnight. The individual with rooster hair haunted your mind, driving you away from sleeping.

How in the world do I tell him that I met my middle high crush? That rooster head turned out to be a member of Nekoma volleyball player.

Your right eye unintendedly twitched as you recall of a nightmare. Your confession under the cherry blossom tree back in Akatsuki Middle High followed by an indignant feature.

"Ah. There they are." Chimed Hinata, stupidly jogging ahead of everyone. You felt your body tensed.

Well, all I have to do is avoid. And then I would be just fine.

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