Fuck it. Haikyuu Chatfic x Reader

i hate everything

Its been a week since y/n had a talk with her parents and ever since then she was planning on how exactly she would meet the boys. She reviewed all her options and she had seriously contemplated running away. To her running away wouldn't be the worst thing. Her parents were toxic, plain and simple. It would be pointless trying to sugar coat it. 

She decided that she would be their little girl for a while and work hard. She'll have to suck up to them and make them trust her. It'll be hard because her parents are so strict. Ok so she didn't really have a plan but she'll just have to wing it. Y/N was always so careful not to reveal her true self to herself. 

Y/n sighed and started to have a mental breakdown. 'why is my life so complicated and hard'  she thought and sobbed. She began to hyperventilate and her chest became tight. She tried her best not to make a sound because it was the middle of the night. Her senses suddenly sharpened and everything felt so real. Her vision was blurry with tears but when she wiped them away everything frightened her. Her thoughts didn't help..

                n̴̡͓͚̘̰̗̹̟͊o̷̖̬̘͔̱͉̖̒͂̄̐̚͝ ̸̯͎̗̟̰̜͉̦͈͂͑͜o̷̝̩͇̬̯͈͚͎͈͊̏͛̂̎̔͒͂̎͛n̶̞͎̺̼̦̏͑͌͝͠e̷͉͖̱̱̥̤̍̓̇̈̌̿̽̊̕ ̵̢̝̯̻̻̰̟̞̲̋͑̅͒͛͊̚l̷̼̜̗̮̳͑͌̈̎̆̀͘o̴̥̞͂͋̆̐̀v̴̛̭̹̲͖͙͍̇͆̏̅̂͗é̷̦͛̑̑̒̎͌͠͝͝s̶̱̭͇͑̌͌̐̓̚ ̶̤͎̲͙̙̥͖͘̕y̵̨͚̗̩͑͂̈́̂̆͑͝ǫ̵̖̩̞̦͎̹̂̆ű̸̧͉̖̺͇̩̄̒̔͊͐̾̏͝                                             ẇ̸̠͈̼̈́̋̅̎͑̂̄͝ḩ̸̥̫̯̦̰̦̈́ý̷̨̢̧̙͍̪̣͍̹̱̿̎̈́̾̋̏̀̅ ̴̢̗̲̮̻̞̠̞̻̿̌̂̎̈́͊͋͑͜ȁ̵̳̤̈́̋̿̊̏͑̇͠r̶̝͕̝̪̗͋e̶̡̨̩͍͉̪͆͌̃ͅ ̸͇͇̹͙̭̗͎̖̼̃͛͒͗͝y̵̢̧͓̟̫̤̖̰̋̍̑̈̇̿͐̚o̵̭̎̅͊͛ů̵͙̖̼̞͎̒̅ ̵̺͆̐̒̐̓͠l̴̢̗͈̻̱̀̊̚͝i̷͍͓̤̎̓́̊͆k̶̢͉̩̯̥͕͈͎͕̽̍̓̉̑̓̊̄̍͘ͅe̶̢̨͙̲̻̗̮͖̓͌͒̇́̎͋̈́̾ͅ ̵̢͍̖̾̇͑̑̆̑͌͑t̵̖̞̟̐̈̒̆h̶̳̜͉̬͖̩̰̹̝̕͜i̷̙̪͇̦̺̇͛̎̃̚͠͝s̴̡̛̛̯̪͉͔̹̼̹͂̎̏̂̉̂͘ͅ

                                                         y̵̳͉̌͆̀̎͛̓̃̓̾ǫ̸̡̡̥͖̺͈͇͔̲̓̐̈́́̋̐ú̴̧͈̬̟̮̦͇̔́̒͘̚͝'̸̨͓̀̉̒̓̊̚ͅľ̸̜̯͈͍͖͕̜͛ḷ̷̆̾̍̐̋͌́̇̈́͘ ̵̧͈̞͉̣̳̫̭̭͌͆́͆̈́͗̈́̚͠͝b̴̡͚͕̲̬̮̯̟͉̽̓͋͐̄͊e̷̛͕̣̽̓́̔͗̑͗́̕ ̵̥̳̣͍̀̑̿̒̈͗̈́a̷̮̼͍͓͓̼̟̹͂͗͋̿͘ͅl̷͓̤͇͆̂͊̿́̈̂͠o̸̰̩̰̮̪̻͓̝̐͒͒̈́́͂͝͝n̷͍̱̼̜̠̗̥̰̔͊ȩ̸̛͍̘̟͔̜̩̞̪͐͐̄ ̴̼̯̑̇͋͋͆́̽͘͝͠f̵̰̜̦͊͒̓̈̄́̾̒̈͐ó̵̩̩̗̗͍̌̒̉r̶̲͖̉̓̋͠͠ė̴̘̫͇̻͌̍͂͑̃̈́̊̓͠ͅv̶̞̭̗͙̙̲̜̉͋͂̈̃͗̍ͅẻ̶̛̱̪̅̀̉͆͛̿̀͌r̵͇̘̪̩̥̻͊͌͆

                               t̴͈̱̫̬̫͚̯̥̩̩̍͛̽̏́̆̽́̏h̸̨̡̛͎̪̣̤̤͔̹̲̍͊̍̓̅̉̐̕e̵̢̪̯̤̮̯͑̒̎̐͑̐͝͝y̴̦͈̲̟̎̾̊̏̆͜͝͝ ̷̛͕̥̞̻̈̔̚d̷͕͖̰̗̹̜̺̈́̂͂͜o̵̧̢̬͖͚̯̗͔̖̱̿̍̎̀͆̇̅͆͝n̶̩̝͎̈́͛̈́́͋̍̾̉'̶͍̪͈͕͑ţ̶̤̗͎̫̹̘̝̿̀ ̴̱̘̰̉͐͊ͅẅ̸̨̨̙͎̹͉̮́̏͑͌͋̇ͅá̷̡̦̲̲͜ͅn̵̲̥̘̲̤̜̻̻̈́̽͛͂̑̇̀͐̃̚t̶̺͔̞̖͌̾̀̍̍ ̸̨̧̛̟̼̪͉̯̒̏̾͂̊y̵̹̗̣̜͑̈́͐͒̌̔́̚o̵͖̱͙̮̪͕͗̂̍̐͗̓̄̇̈ú̶͕̋̍̽̍                                                    y̷͖̼̫̦̌̍̀́̂̎̿͝͝ȯ̴̮̳͔̜͕͖̬̾͊̑͠u̵̐̐̾̓̐̌̚r̴̡̜̺̳͚̜̼̭͚̩̉͐̑̚͠ ̶̩͓̜̌̈̎͋̈̃̈́͒͘͝ͅb̵̧̨̰̦̮̬̗̳͐̔͌̂̄̚͜ę̴͎̼͎͎̹͎̯̺̍i̶͔͕̰̙̺̞͔͑͘̕͠͝ͅn̵̯͊̍͐͗̚g̷̞̲̫͇͙̯̝̣̗̣̒ ̴̝̻̺̈́͋d̸̡͉̜̲͇͍̘̲̐̅́ͅr̷͚̐͛͋͜â̶̠̩̝͎̯̲̽̆̃m̷̧̳̫̟̳͙̣̻͉̿͆͌͗͜ȁ̵͓̥͕̙̰̑́́͌͑̀̋t̵̫̝͙̣̟͓͔̗̯̍̅͒̔̉͠ͅi̷̜̹̦̪̦̙͕͉̬̊̏͂͝ĉ̷̢̪͔̘́̓͐̀̕͠͝