03: what if you hadn't consumed my thoughts
I don't like it anymore. The feeling irritates me to no end. I don't like noticing every little thing you do. I don't like to mess up a block because I was thinking of you.
“Are you okay, Tsukishima?” Daichi asks me worriedly as I land on my feet. The ball hits the ground and bounces away, scoring a point for the other side.
Takeda-sensei had settled another practice match with Nekoma, and we're halfway through the third set. I hadn't jumped in time to block the ball, and I know that everyone noticed.
“I'm fine,” I dismiss their concern and position myself again for the next serve. The third year spares me one more glance before nodding.
I think it's clear that I'm not. I can't have one day without you clouding my thoughts. Is this what it feels like, hating someone a little less than everyone else?
I won't deny it anymore, or else it'll get worse. You're slowly consuming every part of my brain, and I don't know how to stop it.
It's not like I want to stop it, either.
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