y/n was in her first year of high school. she was in tokyo, in a school called nekoma. she got along with everyone, and was what you could consider popular.
she was out-going, brisk, energetic, happy, and overall a very nice person.
she had bestfriends in the volleyball team there, her closest one being in his second year of high school. his name was kuroo tetsurou. he had black hair, covering one part of his face. he had cat eyes, of a gold-yellow color. they were always half-open. he was tall, and rather muscular for a teenager. he was the type every girl would fall for. she was very close to him, and somehow her feelings for him developed as she hoped something between them would happen.
somehow, it did happen.
he felt the same way about her, though he never showed any signs of it. they became a "couple" right after the winter break, after y/n confessed. they were close, very close. everything was perfect. the way he touched her made her feel goosebumps. the way his lips felt on hers was pure bliss. she was crazy for him. the way his naked skin against hers felt like pure heaven. the way his bare arms and body enveloped her made her out-of-her-mind. the way he grunted into her ears and whispered sweet dirty words made her feel butterflies in her stomach. the way they occasionally smoked together, and sometimes drank just the two of them, which kuroo introduced her to. the way they simply laughed at each other's dumb actions.
but nothing is perfect on God's earth.
she had just come back from Nationals, in which she won fourth place. she planned to surprise her "perfect" boyfriend at his house. with her violin and bag on her back, she silently entered his house.
it was dark, very dark. it felt off.
but did she care? no, she's too stubborn for that.
she was finally going to see her boyfriend after days of not seeing him and not hugging, she couldn't go back now.
she went up the stairs, the only sound coming from the creeks of the stairs and her violin moving in her case.
suddenly, she heard a voice.
her joyful expression suddenly fell.
it was a female voice.
from kuroo's room.
from her boyfriend's room.
moaning.
moaning his name.
the girl sprinted to the direction of the sound, her breathing hitched. she was scared, so scared it was happening.
it couldn't be.
it
couldn't
be.
she opened the door.
her eyes shut open.
he was there, naked with another girl in his bed. whispering sweet words into her ear, like he did to her.
she stood there,
broken.
no, shattered.
the boy only had time to react as she was gone, in an instant.
he finally realized; he messed up really badly.
the girl ran to her house, tears flowed out of her eyes like a fountain. the rain poured more and more outside. her steps echoed in the lonely and dark streets. she ran,
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𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞'𝐬 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 | Miya Atsumu x Reader (discontinued)
Romance╚»♭«╝ (𝘈𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘶 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳) Miya Atsumu never experienced bad break ups ; he had everyone wrapped around his finger. But what happens when one single girl defies him and his rules? L/n Y/n, a blossoming and talented violinist however, was h...
