(T. Kuroo: POV )
I woke up heavy breathing, like most nights. Tonight was different, the dreams more like nightmares had stopped. For the rest of the night I couldn't sleep. I waited until it was time for school. I dreaded school, mainly because of a certain Volleyball team I play for. It was the stress of the practice and the urge, drive, motivation to win. I hadn't really been eating, or eating at all.
"Kuro?" "Are you gonna eat?" Kozume asked nonchalantly, but I could tell it's his way of worrying.
"Um yea very soon." I answered not knowing what to say, because I can't tell my best friend I haven't been able to eat, he'll worry and then get the team to worry...
«Practice»
"Alright we're going to practice our sets and receives." "Our last game was a close call." "We will have no more close calls!" "Understand?" "UNDERSTOOD CAPTAIN!"
"Kenma set for me?"
"Do I have a choice?"
"Not really." I roll my eyes.
"I'm tired" he complains
"How bout you set for me, and I buy a new game!?"
"You got a deal."
«After Practice»
Alright everyone that's a wrap. Go home. I lock up the gym. So dehydrated, tired, and hungry, I pass out. Luckily Lev needed to go back into the gym for his shoes. If he didn't, I think I'd be dead.
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Randomreally wanted to write about sad thought my favorite Haikyuu Character ( Kuroo T.) would have about depression Cover art does not belong to me All characters belong to «Haruichi Furudate» This Is fannon and my sleep deprived brain lmao Enjoy lovelie...
