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I'm finally alone. No one to see me hurt.

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[ Kageyama's POV ]

I pace around the semi-empty hallways, passing by at all the closed classrooms.

I don't feel like going to class.

I pull out my phone to check the time.

1:04 pm

I glance around. The cozy and bright noon vibe being emitted from the glass windows. The trees sway with grace, it's pretty windy but warm.

I feel my stomach churn and my head spin. I swear I can feel my heart about to jump off of my chest.

I start to feel sick and is now on the verge of throwing up. I rush to the nearest restroom, burst the door open and head straight for the sink.

Turning the tap on and letting the water flow, I scoop the icy cold water and onto my face. I look up at the mirror and find myself about to gag.

I threw up on the sink, my hand clutching my uniform.

After that whole ordeal, I wash my mouth with running water and feel my legs begin to crumble. I collapse onto the floor, my hand covering my mouth.

My mouth tasted like copper. But that wasn't what disturbed me the most.

I search around my mouth and feel bits of... petals?!

I quickly stand up, body facing the mirror. I try to cough up as much as I can. Something isn't right.

I look down on the sink then back at the mirror. Petrified, I slowly put my hand near my mouth and brush off the bits of blue petals.

Looking down on the sink, I see a pile of blue flowers trailing down to the floor, all covered in fresh blood. My blood.

I look back to the mirror, my face all pale, as if I'd just seen a ghost.

Wait... I've heard about this before.

Coughing... Throwing up... flowers.

No. It can't be. Why?! Why now?!

I don't even like anyo- Oh right.

Hinata. Of course it's one-sided. Why would he love someone like me?

Sometimes my mind gets ahead of things beyond my control. I hate it. I guess I can't do anything about this now.

It's up to him now. I die or I live. If he loves me back, I live. If he doesn't...

I hear the door slowly creaking open. My heart begins to race as I start to make out a small figure. Orange hair, hazel brown eyes.

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[ Hinata's POV ]

Something doesn't feel right. Kageyama doesn't just run off for no reason.

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