•texts•

chapter 2

discovery

10:26 pm
(still kageyama's pov)

i lay in bed. my ass is killing me, that man is sick. my phone dings for the first time in forever.
a text?!
i reach over to grab it. it was a group chat called "kageyama haters." i laugh to myself. that's funny
i was unaware that the name actually meant what it said. i assumed it was a joke. i open the texts, and see something that makes my eyes widen in shock.

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                   Kageyama Haters

kindaichi-damn today was stressful

kunimi-he's such a pain. he's all about those quick attacks

hashikami-yeah, like if you can't do them, then he should lay off.

kindaichi-i don't know what his problem is but he got issues ✌️

kunimi-LMFAOOO

Kindaichi-ig that's proof he lived to his name, the king of the court.
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my phone falls out of my hands, and onto the bed. i stare at the spot it was in before, in pure shock.
king of the court?
wasn't that a compliment?
they think i'm a pain?
i try to walk to the bathroom, but my legs shake, causing me to fall. i'm in so much shock, that i forgot about what happened before this. i stay on the ground, tears slipping out of my ocean blue eyes. they're no longer the surface, they're now the abyss. dark. no shine from the sun. since i can't walk, nor get up yet, i stay on the ground and slowly fall asleep, trying to forget about what my eyes just witnessed.

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4:37 am

i wake up earlier than usual. i don't even bother trying to go back to sleep, since i'm sure i won't be able to. kind of able to walk, i go to the bathroom and grab my razor.
what the fuck are you doing? put that down.
i ignore the voice in my head, and cut my arm.

multiple times.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 on one arm, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 on the               other.

i look in the mirror, staring at the bloody mess. i wrap it up with toilet paper, and walk back to my room. i flop onto my bed, staring at the roof. a few hours pass, and then my alarm goes off. 6:40. i put on my uniform and rewrap my arms. for volleyball, i'm gonna be wearing a t-shirt, so i pack a sweater to cover the cuts. my phone dings again. it's the groupchat. i get texts saying shit like "today's another day with the king" or "hope he doesn't show up." i walk outside. it's raining, but i don't care. i hop onto my bike and ride.

my legs and ass still hurt,
but i don't care.
i ride as fast as i can.
just riding.
the rain brushes on my body.
i don't care.
tears stream down my face, but i barely notice.
i don't care.

right?

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i arrive at school, and walk to my first period.
i'm a literal mess. i'm soaking wet, and my hair is spiking all over the place. i can tell my classmates are looking at me. it's either with concern or confusion. but i don't care. i just want school to end.

                  just another timeskip😀
                           (volleyball)

i get to the court later than usual. surprisingly, i'm the latest. i hear laughing.
they're enjoying practice without me.
as i walk in, the coach looks at me in concern. probably wondering why i'm late today, or why i'm wearing a sweatshirt.