Nothing Without You

Graduation part 1

Plays this while reading <3

As I finally graduated, the weight of leaving everything behind, including my dear friend Kuroo, hung heavy in my heart. My brother's volleyball commitments meant relocating, forcing me to bid farewell to the life I knew. As I stood there, ready to embark on this new journey, I saw Kuroo standing before me. With a lump in my throat, I approached him, knowing it was time for our last goodbye. We embraced tightly, the hug lingering longer than usual, as if trying to etch the memory into our minds forever. And then, as tears threatened to spill, Kuroo pressed a gentle kiss to my cheeks, a silent promise of friendship that transcended distance and time.

Kuroo was an unexpectedly close friend, our bond forged through the twists and turns of growing up together. Our meeting was a strange tale, one that involved a series of coincidences and chance encounters. Despite spending countless hours together, I realized I didn't know much about his family. All I knew was that he had a younger sister, one of whom was around my age, yet strangely, I'd never really crossed paths with her. Two older sister, I'd exchanged greetings with his engaged older sister and nodded hello to his parents on a few occasions, but beyond that, their lives remained a mystery to me.

Now, as I prepared to leave, the ache of missing Kuroo already tugged at my heartstrings, a reminder of the profound impact he had on my life.

During the car ride to our new home, I found myself repeatedly checking my phone, anxiously awaiting any notifications. With bated breath, I scrolled through emails and notifications from three different universities, each one holding the potential to shape my future. Caught up in my anticipation, I didn't notice my brother's glance until he spoke up.

"You're so desperate for him," he remarked casually, his tone laced with a hint of teasing.

Annoyance flared within me at his words. "Ugh, what a loser," I thought, brushing off his comment with a roll of my eyes. But deep down, I knew there was truth in his observation, for amidst the chaos of change, the thought of Kuroo lingered like a steady beacon in the storm.

My twin brother, Rintarou, could be infuriating at times. It seemed like he always got what he wanted, and according to him, he was the "better" twin. But I didn't agree with his self-proclaimed title. While we shared many similarities, there were plenty of differences that set us apart.

Adding to the chaos was our younger sister, Kira, who was on the cusp of entering her teenage years. At almost 14, she had become a whirlwind of mood swings and teenage drama, making her presence even more challenging to navigate. Sometimes, it felt like her adolescent antics were even more exasperating than my own.

After enduring Rintarou's annoying remarks, I finally snapped and muttered a sharp "shut up" under my breath. Turning away from him, I buried myself in my phone once again, still anxiously waiting for any news from the universities I had applied to.

As minutes stretched into what felt like hours, the anticipation became unbearable. Then, suddenly, I felt a vibration in my hand, causing my heart to skip a beat. With trembling fingers, I unlocked my phone and stared at the screen, bracing myself for the moment of truth.

Counting to three in my head, I mustered the courage to look, and as the message came into view, I let out a scream of sheer joy and relief. The words on the screen confirmed what I had been desperately hoping for – an acceptance letter from one of the universities. The weight of uncertainty lifted from my shoulders, replaced by a surge of elation and excitement for the future.