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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"You're going out?" Your father asked in disbelief as the two of you cleaned up the dinner table after Sunday's lunch. You placed the dirty plates on top of each other, creating a fragile tower of porcelain. It balanced shakily in your palms as you carried it to the sink.
"Yea."
"With who?"
"A friend."
You placed the pile of plates down, rolling your sleeves up and grabbing a sponge. Your parents exchanged a look you couldn't really explain. It was as if they had their own language you were not supposed to understand.
Then they looked at you and then at each other again.
Wow, okay, is it that hard to believe I have an actual friend? You rolled your eyes, pretending to have missed their not-so-secret communication and began to rub the sponge against the porcelain plate in your hand. Warm water flowed onto your cold fingers, covered in foam from the citrus dish soap, and washed the food bits down into the sink.
"What's her name?" You were still questioned like a criminal in an interrogatiom room.
"His name is Nishinoya Yuu."
Your parents both blinked as their mouths opened from shock. It became so silent you could only hear the water splash and bubbles pop.
"Before you get any ideas, no, it's not a date I assure you."
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When I wake up I can't even stay up I slept through the day, f*ck
The air was colder than usual today.
Sun decided to hide behind white milky clouds that spread over Miyagi as a soft fuzzy blanket. The trees, the green grass seemed to have lost some of their color when they weren't illuminated by warm golden rays. The asphalt creaked under your feet as you made your way over to the small grocery store you encountered the libero in yesterday. It was a destination convenient for both of you, so you decided to meet there.
I'm not getting younger But when I'm older I'll be so much stronger I'll stay up for longer
Your bag hanged on your shoulder as you walked, face turned down to the tips of your shoes. It was very silent outside. Only the grass rustled and birds chirped every now and then.
And your own heartbeat was oddly loud today. You felt the blood pulse in your veins. It was scary. Not meeting Nishionya in general, no. It was the image starting from zero again that scared you. Building up a relationship from almost nothing, selfishly taking too much time to open up, or not being the person he wants you to be... It was terrifying.
