Kei woke up to the sound of his phone notifications going wild.
34 missed calls from Yamaguchi 17 messages from Yamaguchi 3 missed face time calls from Hinata and 5 snaps from Sugawara.
He quickly checked the time: 12:47pm.
Shit.
He'd slept in again. He was supposed to be meeting up with everyone from the volleyball team, like a little reunion, but inevitably he had that dream again. The same dream he had been getting every night for two weeks. The same dream, with the same girl, in the same room, in the same bed. By now, he had memorised every detail of her. When he woke up he would always try to spot her at work, going shopping, when he was taking his dog for walks. But alas, he never managed to see anyone who looked remotely close to her.
Don't get him wrong, he wasn't just looking out for her because she was a pretty girl, from what he can remember, they shared the same interests, she was funny, caring- basically the whole fucking package. He hated himself for even thinking that this girl could possible be real. He also hated himself for actually laying down all of his problems whilst in these dreams. Who knows, she might be real, and if she is, there's a stranger out there who knows all of Kei Tsukishima's secrets, insecurities and deepest fears.
