мaryѕυe||Haikyuu! Oc X Various (?)

I looked up at the teacher, my pale face making her jump. I was alive, living and had a family, and had a life in Japan. How foolish. Japan is always the place an anime girl would live in. I was supposed to be something more. I avoided it, denying my happy future because I knew the truth of my story; I was marysue.

I denied it so much my heart sank, it would be such a happy ending, Karasuno going to the nationals. But it couldn't work this way. Real winners never skipped to their ending, being all perfect with automatic relationships with characters from an actual anime. So I never wanted to lay an eye on a Karasuno volleyball member ever. No meeting them, no saying sorry to them, or doing anything to them at all. They had to know I never existed, they could go to the nationals without me.

"I'm just a marysue. I can be happy this way."

But can that really happen if you're getting controlled by your creator all the time?

-ON HIATUS UNTIL 4/1/16-