"What?"
Hands go numb.
"Yeah."
Jaw is clenched.
"I-"
Breathing staggers.
"Kageyama I-"
Eyes wide open.
"Those aren't Shouyous 'pals', are they?"
Muscles tense.
"I can't imagine a scenario where they are."
Nails in palm.
"So then what the HELL are they doing on the track field!?"
Digging.
"I don't know."
Digging.
"Kageyama-"
Digging.
And he's running out the door and onto the track.
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A Table For One~Kagehina
FanfictionKageyama likes his job. Sure, he works the early morning shifts at literally two in the morning, but he enjoys the tranquility of it all. It's never chaotic, it's never dreadful, and there's never a customer there. That is, until a new customer, Sho...
