january, it was the spring tournament; nationals basically, and inarizaki high had just lost to karasuno high by 2:1. you stand up from your seat with flowers in your hand as the athletes shake their hands.
it was for your boyfriend, suna rintarou. despite the loss of the match, you still wanted to give him flowers. typically it was the guy who should give the girls flowers but you don't see what's wrong with giving men flowers? they deserve one too, especially right now.
you were supposed to meet suna at some hall but you were a bit lost since it was your first time at the tokyō metropolitan gymnasium alone. after asking locals about the location, you arrived, ten minutes late but for sure, he'll understand.
but why was he facing back and holding another girl in his arms, and.. kissing?
"rin?" you called out, your voice slightly cracking as you stared in disbelief at the two figures in front of you. "y/n!" he exclaimed, his eyes widening as he pushed the girl, their volleyball manager, away from him.
you dropped the flowers you were holding behind you as suna jogged towards you. "baby, it's not what it looks like, she suddenly jumped onto me and—" you cut him off, still looking at him in disbelief, "are you.. cheating on me? is that why after new years you got so busy with your so-called practice?"
"you know i would neve—"
"you kissed, right?"
"please baby, let me explain. i did not—"
tears were threatening to fall on your face as you kept cutting him off. "bullshit, rintarou. i saw you, holding her and kissing her while you faced your back." you glared at him as tears started running down your cheeks.
"y/n, baby, please, just let me expla—" he was about to wipe your tears but you harshly slapped his hand away. "don't touch me, you disgusting cheater." you spat, your eyes filled with anger and disgust as you look at him in the eye.
"i'm brea—"
suna cuts you off this time, "no, please don't say it. i can't live without you, y/n, please.." he pleads as he holds your hand that he's trying hard not to let go of
"i love you so much, to the moon and back." he muttered softly, tears clearly evident from his eyes as you kept your glare at him. "i'm breaking up with you, this promise ring or whatever this is, keep it. i don't need your bullshit promise." you dropped the ring in front of him as he stares at the ring on the floor in disbelief.
"no, please, y/n don't break up with me. i didn't kiss her, she jumped onto me and you—"
"shut up, i don't want to fucking hear it."
you glared at him for the last time, harshly pulling your hands away from his soft grip, and walked away. you lost your first and last love but you also lost your trust in him.
you wiped the tears from your face as you dispersed in the crowd again leaving him. for good.
suna stared at the ring and slowly picked it up, reminiscing about the time he gave you this ring just a few months ago during your sixth monthsary. he also looked at the fresh flowers you bought on the floor.
"rin?" a familiar voice called him out. hoping it was you, he turned his head in the direction of the voice. it was osamu. "what happened to you? i followed that manager and saw that she jumped onto you and then y/n appeared."
"were you.. eavesdropping?" suna asked quietly, "no, i managed to pull her away and tsumu kinda yelled at her. when i came back, y/n was leaving and you're.. in this state." osamu said as he examined his best friend.
"she broke up with me."
"oh, i'm sorry." silence enveloped them for a few minutes. "coach's looking for us, let's go. you look tired, get some rest." osamu patted his back as they started walking in comfortable silence.
suna's head was hanging low as his grip on the ring and flowers tightened. he felt like tears were about to burst out from his eyes the more he etched your voice when you broke up with him.
throughout the bus ride to the inn, he was quiet and was seated at the farthest back. he stared at the buildings outside, his headphones on full volume while listening to your shared playlist on spotify.
he looked at his phone and clicked messages. he attempted to message your number, not knowing you blocked his number and on everything.
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text message today 17:54
y/n? not delivered
oh you blocked me not delivered
i just wanted to say that whatever you saw wasn't like that at all
she really jumped onto me but she didn't kiss me
i didn't let her
she confessed to me but i told her i'm yours
or was
i'm sorry i know you probably hate me so much
but i will and would never hate you because i love you
so much
and i will never stop loving you
i wish i got to tell you that after nationals i would quit volleyball so i could spend more time with you
because i don't see a future with volleyball but with you not delivered
