🌊𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕜𝕪𝕦𝕦 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤🏐

•Kuroo Tetsurou 🌊

"You're under arrest."

(Y/N)'s testimony:

I've decided to write this because I know that I will not get to see the sun again. I've been interrogated for weeks now, but no words seemed to be able to come out of my mouth. Hence, this darned letter shall be my testimony.

Two weeks ago I got released from prison after a seven-year sentence. When I stepped foot outside, reclaiming my freedom, it seemed so different. I couldn't get used to the usual azure sky and the bustling streets. I felt like there wasn't anything that belonged to me and anywhere I belonged to.

As I noticed the difference between my dull clothes and the fashionable outfits worn by the passerby's around me, I wanted to just run away and hide.

Though I was away from my home for years, the directions to my city and house were still etched in my mind. And just like that, I found my way home.

The day didn't just end like this...

As I got to my little apartment that I saved up and bought, I realised something was off.

I didn't live alone, actually. I lived with the man I love, or loved. His name is Kuroo Tetsurou. We're of the same age, 25 years old.

He was a warm and caring man, though he looks otherwise. When with me alone, his personality contradicts the way he treats his friends. He's gentle, considerate and on top of all, a gentleman.

But, years had passed, and I learnt that people will change.

So there I stood, in front of my well maintained apartment with two pairs of shoes on the doorstep. I didn't have to examine it to know that the unfamiliar one belonged to a woman's.

Negative thoughts ran through my mind, I tried to stay calm but the transparent window urged me to peer into my apartment and take a look to satisfy my growing curiosity.

How I wish I never did, because the disgusting sight of the man I love and a woman making out on the couch ignited a flame of hatred in me. Bottles of different emotions spilled in my body, sorrow, disbelief and rage.

Truth is, I went to prison because I took the blame for Kuroo. We were driving around the mountains at night when he hit an old man who was wandering in the deep mountains.

When Kuroo realised what happened, shock washed over him and he was at loss. He panicked, his body shivered and he broke down. He pleaded me not to tell anyone, and that he was afraid. His tears flowed like the river and he seemed so lost.

At that time, all I knew was how much I love him and how far I would go to sacrifice myself for him. Then, we cleared the fingerprints from the steering wheel and went to the nearby police post. I turned myself in instead of surrendering him to the police.

Before I was taken away, he promised me that he'll wait for me and when I'm released from my sentence, he'll put a ring on my finger.

Every day, for seven years, I yearned to see him while remembering the silly promise, not knowing that he'll break it.

Back to reality. When I saw the cheating man, I turned away from the apartment and loitered around aimlessly in the streets of Tokyo. At that point of time, I didn't know what to do, I was cold and starving. But the hate in my heart was burning like a wild fire, and then, I began to seek revenge.

I stayed at different places, from fast food restaurants to the library. For food, I often shoplifted without getting caught. With all the time I had, I began to come up with thoughts of how to avenge myself.