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𝙏 𝙃 𝙀  𝙎 𝙄 𝙓 𝙏 𝙃  𝙀 𝙉 𝙑 𝙀 𝙇 𝙊 𝙋 𝙀 ,

" 𝘰 𝘶 𝘳  𝘧 𝘪 𝘳 𝘴 𝘵  𝘧 𝘪 𝘨 𝘩 𝘵 ,  𝘺 𝘶 𝘤 𝘬 . . . "



𝘴 𝘦 𝘤 𝘰 𝘯 𝘥 - 𝘱 𝘦 𝘳 𝘴 𝘰 𝘯  𝘱 𝘰 𝘪 𝘯 𝘵  𝘰 𝘧  𝘷 𝘪 𝘦 𝘸 ,






That first fight was silly, I know, but it meant a lot to me back then. I never meant for it to turn into an argument, I was just hurt that you forgot.


It had been disappointing when that day was treated just like every other day. Kageyama had not done anything special, in fact, he had not even mentioned it. You had not been able to tell if Kageyama didn't care or simply forgot and you hadn't been sure which was worse. When you had confronted him about it, it became clear the setter had forgotten. You had been dating for six months at that point and he had forgotten your anniversary.


It felt like you forgot because you didn't find it significant. One month, two months, three--they had all slipped your mind and I assumed the worst.


"I'm not good at remembering things like that!" Kageyama had told you, trying to defend himself.

"But you can instantly memorize volleyball strategies?" You had pointed out somewhat bitterly. It had felt as if he cared about the sport more than your relationship. Did your first date really mean that little to him? That he had not been able to remember the day you had your first date? Frist held hands? The first time you had first kissed him?

"I'm not good at remembering dates!" Kageyama had demanded, trying to get you to understand. "My brain is just stupid!"


The longer we've been together, the more I've understood what you meant. You're not stupid, your mind is just wired for volleyball; like you were born to play. Everything else comes more difficult and I should've been able to see that.


"I knew it was this month!" Kageyama had explained passionately. "I knew it was on a Friday! I knew we met at the theater at six-thirty!" Kageyama had reached out and had grasped your hand, trying to keep you looking at him. The fire in his eyes had died down, having been replaced with warm tenderness.

"I knew I bought you your favorite candy and we held hands during the movie," Kageyama had gone on, attempting to prove to you he cared. "I knew I walked you home and you kissed my cheek. I knew I couldn't sleep that night because I couldn't stop thinking about you."


After being initially upset, I felt horrible. It's not like you chose to forget, but forgetting an anniversary just stings. On the bright side, you haven't forgotten an anniversary since.


He felt alone. His apartment felt empty without you in it. Tobio knew you would be back in the city soon. He was missing you more than he anticipated he would. It was just a week. Seven days. How badly could you possibly miss someone in such a short amount of time?

Tobio hadn't been without you for almost a week. No, he was beginning to see he had been without you for much longer. As the realization swept over him, his heart grew heavy. You hadn't even said goodbye before leaving.






𝙏 𝙊  𝘽 𝙀  𝘾 𝙊 𝙉 𝙏 𝙄 𝙉 𝙐 𝙀 𝘿 . . .

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