Her Captain, The Gamemaster

Her Captain, The Gamemaster

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'It's possible to be alone but not be lonely, y'know?' 'Not friends, not enemies. Just strangers with memories' 'Because once upon a time, you were my everything' The story of a girl who just wants some peace and quiet and maybe play some volleyball. Inspired by Haikyuu (none of the pictures are mine btw because when i take pictures, they look as clear and straight as a sneezing earthquake) pls listen to the songs I subtly promote (aint very subtle but the message remains true) (tw: abuse, PTSD, mental health, little bit of swearing and intrusive thoughts) NOTE: YES THIS IS FRUITY (LGBTQIA+ inclusive) SO I DONT NEED ANY MESSAGES ASKING WHY WHEN ITS CLEARLY OBVIOUS AND IN THE TAGS pls vote and comment cuz i want to know what ppl think of it
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Amanda

This feeling known as "anxiety," has caused some heartbreaking moments in my life. I still remember when I was told to give my prefectship manifesto during the school assembly. I was shaking, my hands were trembling, and I completely forgot everything I was going to say. I held a paper that I was going to read from, but we were told to keep it aside and speak directly to the people. Nobody could here me talk. The only person who could barely hear me was the teacher standing next to me. I literally cried secretly, after not being able to express myself even after countless practice and efforts to face the crowd. So many memories of high school that I wish I could relive over and over, till I finally correct those mistakes I made are still lingering in my mind.

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