Hinata POV
It scares me that you never know what someone is thinking or feeling towards you and everything they say could be a massive lie.
Here I am again. Feeling like I'm not wanted. Feeling like I'm worthless. And even though I'm alive, feeling dead.
I really want to tell someone about the things going on in my head, but truth is, everyone else is busy with someone else. I'm nobody's priority, and I don't want to bother anyone with meaningless problems that they don't need to hear.
You swore you'd always be there but when things got hard you were the first ones to leave.
No one cares, they're just pretending.
You have no idea how worthless you made me feel.
And that's why I have changed.
I changed so I don't burden anyone with my presence ever again, so I don't feel like a waste of space. I strengthened my mind and my being, because when you are strong, the rest cower, and no one can judge.
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FanficHinata stood there on the court. Sweat dripping from his temple and a familiar tingling in his fingertips. The crowd went wild. But the ball he held wasn't the same BECAUSE IT LOOKED LIKE FUCKING AKAZA FROM DEMON SLAYER What if Hinata Shouyo became...
