-6:37am-
You wake up, and you're now late to practice.
As captain you're supposed to be responsible, and being late to practice, is not responsible.
Your morning was a blur you rush to get ready, do your hair, brush teeth and pack your volleyball bag. You run out of the door after you put your hair in a messy bun. You haven't even eaten. As you arrive at the gym, panting, the coach just stares at you. You know you're going to get scolded later.
"I- - huff- I'm here-.. Sorry I'm late, I over slept.." You say, out of breath.
Your coach doesn't say anything. She just stares at you.
(You're wearing a long sleeve compression volleyball shirt, so you can hide your fresh cuts.)
"Y/N.. Can i Talk to you?" Your coach calls out.
"Ya sure," You say as you put your bag on the bench, you then run over to your coach.
"What's up coach?" You ask.
"Do you know anyone named 'Kenma Kozume'? He's the setter on the boys team." She says almost whispering.
"Ya?.. Why? I met him yesterday." Dis-tu, confus par sa question.
"Well.. He came to talk to me, yesterday after hours..." She says in a serious voice.
Shit.
You try and play it cool. "What did he need?.." Your hearts pounding. Your face feels hot. Your hands are shaking. Your lungs feel tight.
"Y/N, show me." She says in a stern voice, yet she sound like she's about to cry.
"S-show you w-what?.." You say, acting dumb incase it's not what you think. Even though it is.
"Don't act dumb with me!" She shouted, almost loud enough for the rest of the team to hear.
Fuck you Kenma.. You think to yourself.
You roll up your sleeves, tears start to fill your eyes.
Your coach just stares at you. She can't believe what she's seeing. She's aware of your poor mental health but she doesn't understand why you would do this to yourself. She opens her mouth to say something but no words come out. Untill..
"Y/N.. Why would you do this?..." She says, almost a whisper.
"I--.." You stuttered.
"Y/N. This is important. Please, do you need any help? I can help you." She says sounding desperate.
"Miss.. Please tell me exactly what Kenma said." You say as tears fall down your face.
FLASH BACK!
Yesterday, 8:45PM
Kenma had just dropped you off at your dorm. He can't understand why, why would someone like you do that. He had so many thoughts in his head, till he realized, this is a serious issue. He has to let your coach know.
He makes his way to your coach's office.
Knock knock knock
"Come in" Your coach says.
"Uh... Are you Y/N, Y/N L/Ns coach?.." Kenma asks in a small voice.
"Yes? I am. Why? Did something happen to her?!" Your coaches voice progressively gets louder as she speaks.
"I don't really know how to say this.. but..
y/n cuts herself.." Kenma says, he's on the verge of tears, but there are no tears left to cry.
