People come and go.
There are times when the world seems to have lost all its colors and the melody of life has turned into agonizing silence.
There are times when your knees feel weak every morning while getting out of bed, and the repetative tune...
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"Hinata?"
It took way too much strength to stand up from your chair and make your way over to the tangerine boy's desk. Anxiety slowly crept it's way up from your ankles to knees, making them weaker than they usually are. I can't believe I'm actually doing this.
"Y/n! Hi, what's up!" A warm smile he sent your way washed most of your worries away. Yet, not getting completely rid of them.
"I was wonderinggg..." you repeated his yesterdays words, "do you, uhm, have practice today?"
Please say no.
Pair of brown eyes lit up as soon as the last word fell from your lips. "Y/N!!!"
Were those stars in his eyes?
Oh good lord.
"We do! We do! We do! Do you want to come and watch?" the boy jumped from his chair in excitement, almost knocking it down to the ground. He leaned closer to you. You gulped but did not pull away. Maybe it was just touch-starvation speaking, but strangely, physical closeness didn't seem like such an issue to you.
No, not really. "Yeah... If that's okay?"
"You kidding?! Of course, it's not, Kageyama? Y/n can come watch, right?"
You looked around, spotting a few faces turned your and Hinata's way since he didn't bother quiet down even a slightest bit. And then with question shimmering in your eyes looked over to the King of the Court himself.
He shrugged. "Sure, I guess."
As the bell signalized an end of your ten minutes break you returned to your desk. A strange feeling bubbled deeply in your stomach at the thought of today's afternoon and the plans you have made. You were unable to distinguish whether it was excitement or anxiety.
Or a mixture of both.
Damn, my therapist would have been proud, can't forget to mention it to her during our next session.
You stuck an earbud in your ear. It's not that you'd be overly hyped up about volleyball or the team itself, you just wanted to take the advice you were given and step out of your comfort zone.
At least once after such long time.
And if you fall in love before listening to the chorus You're a 45, four-star high I want
Who knows, maybe it could even help patch you up again. Maybe it was a beginning of healing your disturbed psyche. Or maybe it was beginning of something more.
I could also take some cool photos.
Beginning now, yes, I am gonna look in my head Beginning the more I've gone Been given to the rhythm I am takenalong
