Yamaguchi wasn't enough. He knew this. He accepted this. He was so inadequate, so insufficient that his own boyfriend didn't want to tell anyone they were together. They had been dating for a year now and their volleyball team didn't even know they were anything more than friends.
That's fine.
He thought.
At least Tsukki is happy.
But it wasn't fine. That's why he's here, on the club room floor, sobbing. That's why his boyfriend and just kissed Hinata in the locker room. That's why he looked so happy whenever he checked his phone around Yamaguchi.
It's not like Hinata knew, so he couldn't be mad at him.
But it still hurt.
He still ached.
And his heart burned
