The White Crow and The Fox

prolog

Prolog:

When when your own though run in circels and your hopes, dreams, trust shattered before your eyes from the speaking demon's that hunt your mind and lay they clawed hand's on your shoulder and whisper more poision into yozr ear.
That you sink deeper into the darkness into a swamp were you struggle try to climb out and reach out for the single dot of light, that seem's unreachable for you.

You feel alone, unloved, not needed, that you annoying, a attetion seeker.

You sink deeper, knowing you never be like that and righter let demon's and the darkness swallow you then hearing those words

Being clingy, childish, instabil, needy

Most fight this journey alone and most , don't search help. It's hard trust someone when you allways get dissapointed.

If you start to fight, it's hard it's allways back and fort a ride  up and down, you can't controll it and most time you alone.

But you set the mask of a fake smile and be there for others but they never turn or think if you need once a shoulder and when, sooner or later they annoyed and leave you again, pushing you down in the swamp of darkness.

He closed his diary and locked it, his hazel brown eyed watered but he smiled and slapped his cheek "negativity be gone..." a sacarstic lough left his lips and tears unleashed running down his cheeks, still smilling he tryed whipe them away and prepare himself for the next day.

He can't come to his workshop like a crying mess, plus no one cared if he stood there crying. He isen't a child anymore but even then no one cared and he know even in the future no one does.

The white crow once from karasuno team vice captain had brocken wings but still flew even crooked.

Before him is a long tiring journey finding someone to lean onto and finally open up to trust again.