Good Grief.

𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙂𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙛⁣
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𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝘼𝙐 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙏𝙬𝙤.⁣
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𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙨.⁣
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[ Based off of the song Good Grief by Bastille ]
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The sun filtered in through the gym, sounds of the volleyball being hit or shoes squeaking against the floor, filling the air. The ginger watched in awe once more as his partner put up a perfect set. There was nothing like hitting Kageyama's set. They always sent a rush through him. He took a step back, before rushing forward. His speed and tenacity unrivaled. They had been working on their quick attack for hours now, wanting to improve, always wanting to be better. He pressed into the floor, shooting himself upwards. His body arched ready to hit the ball, a glint of excitement in his brown eyes. This is what he played for. To be able to spike the ball perfectly against the other team, and with their demon quick it was much more satisfying. His hand smacked against the volleyball, landing perfectly on the other side. He laughed even though his hand stung from such a powerful swing against the unoffending volleyball. As he landed on his feet, he turned to face the raven setter. "Kageyama, did you see -" But he wasn't there. The King of the Court was gone, having died a few days ago. This was just a memory, a longing for something, the short karasuno member would never get back.⁣

[ Continued in the book ]
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