Laying on your back, you stared up at the night sky. Stars twinkling, a gentle breeze swept through melding the streetlights and drizzle together. Your heart was heavy, as if it was molded of lead.
Tears ran from your eyes that saw him everywhere. It was hard knowing you would always be second to volleyball.
Taking the single flower you had for him, you made your way to his doorstep. Setting the flower down, you rang the doorbell and walked away.
YOU ARE READING
The Book for Weebs
FanfictionEverything I've written on Tiktok and some personalized writings :) Will include content or trigger warnings if necessary
