we don't have time. - k a g e h i n a

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• pay attention to dynamic possible shift between tobio, shouyou, and three person view •

• disclaimers: soft profanity use. •

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Fuck..
He heard the alarm beeping.
Fuuuuuckkkkkk...
He staggered and struggled to wake up.
SHUT THE FUCK UP.

He threw the alarm violently across the room, shutting it up. He sighed in satisfaction as he twisted and turned, the sheets rolling around his body once more. Wait.. he slowly realized today was high school. Ugh.. Tobio tossed and turned his way up out of bed, black spots clouding his vision and his body feeling weak from just getting out of bed too quickly and hastily. Ignoring it, he picked up his phone and checked over the time. He muttered a few underlying profanities before putting the phone down on it's screen and walking over to his bathroom cupboard. His mind couldn't function since he had just woke up. His animated hand picked up two towels, as he walked over into the bathroom, shutting the door quietly behind him.
 
  He had slept in only his sweatpants, so that's all he had to take off before throwing into the laundry basket beside his toilet. Looking in the mirror, he messed around with his dark hair before looking away to start up the shower. He moved the curtain to the side to make sure no water could escape the tub, as he walked over to the other side of the bathroom to lock the door. He lived home alone. Well, not exactly. He just didn't have parents. Nor did he really have much of a childhood. Walking into the shower, he started to think clearly as the hot water ran from his neck down his back.

  He never had a childhood. All he can remember is his junior high days. Or at least he was programed to remember just that. He doesn't have parents, nor any logical bills to pay. He's noticed this a while back. This is a fictional world which he lives in. He's wondering everyday just how many people are watching him, reading about him, writing about him. To Tobio, it's an invasion of privacy. He feels like one of those celebrities constantly chased around by a paparazzi.
 
  He sighs as he grabs the shampoo, squirting a small amount into his hands as he lathers it through his hair, still not thinking clearly. It's 4:00am, volleyball practice is at 5:00am to 7:00am. Gotta hurry up.

  Annoyed by how much time he really has, but he continues to take his time anyways. But would it matter? Probably wouldn't. He's just in a fictional world anyways.

  Running straight for the gym, I sigh in a breath of anticipation, my short legs taking me just as far as they can humanly go. My orange hair swaying in the wind as my face is plastered with a big smile on it. Today's the day! The words just keep floating around in my mind. Today is the day I'll confess to Kageyama!

  As I stopped at the club room to take a small break and breathe, I see no raven haired teenager in sight. Odd. I sigh as I open the door, Kageyama and the others already inside.

  "Was I late?!" Hinata exclaimed, dropping his bag on the ground and quickly running to his locker without shutting the door. "Dumbass, shut the door, it's cold." I mutter towards him with a scowl. Hinata scoffs at me before shutting the door.

  "Why so negative!? Cheer up!" Sugawara's bright words echoed in the seemingly dull room right now. Giving it a lighter vibe for everyone except me.
Hinata smiles at Sugawara brightly before changing into his own practice clothes. I grunt deeply as I rummage around my bag for my practice shirt.

  Slipping it on, I feel sudden warmth from the sweater as I roll up the sleeves. Sitting on the ground, I rummage through my bag once more grabbing my practice shoes and kneepads. Pulling off my shoes, Hinata approaches me. "What do you want?" I mutter in complete tolerance.

  "N-Nothing! I just need you to meet me behind gym three after practice!" Assuming it was just a talk about how my sets were, or volleyball, I nod as I untie my shoes, slipping them both on and tying them once more. After we were all done getting changed, our Captain's loud voice rang throughout the club room, signaling we should walk out to the gym. Today will be interesting.

• might update today more than once, who knows. •