𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐲 || 𝐭. 𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐚

⤷𝟛𝟟: 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕚𝕝?

a wise man once said that time heals everything.

and honestly, they're not wrong.

it's just that... it takes a lot of time to heal.

to heal from a wound, whether external or internal, takes time.

which really sucked for you, because you didn't have enough time. (you never did.)

ah, if only.

if only you could turn back time. maybe then, you'd actually have enough of it.

you sighed as you contemplated life.

a few days after the success of your partner project, you were found sitting on the benches of the volleyball gym on a stressful afternoon.

your professors have yet to email your grades to you, but you weren't too worried about either project.

you had to stay focused on the moment. which meant... homework.

a lot of it.

"y/n!"

you looked up to see your best friend walk towards you.

"hi tsumu," you smiled.

"why are you doing homework at our practice match?" he pouted, seeing your whole mountain of papers.

"because i am multitasking," you stated matter-of-factly. "i'm cheering for your match while also getting shit done."

atsumu pursed his lips together. "you need to be focusing 100% of your energy on your besties!"

"but i can't focus on minho if he's not here," you joked.

"oh shut up," atsumu scrunched his nose. "just watch. mmkay?"

"i am watching," you defended yourself. "while also doing work."

luckily for you, before atsumu could try and convince you any further, suna came to the rescue.

"hey, idiot-tsumu. we're playing now," suna rolled his eyes, giving you a small wave before walking back towards the court.

"idiot-tsumu?" you laughed to atsumu. "that's an improvement."

"only slightly."

"oh hush," you nudged him. "get on the court, idiot-tsumu."

"mmkay, bye idiot-y/n."

✰

"move over. you're in the way."

without a word or comment, you moved.

now normally, you would've snapped back at whoever talked to you in such a way.

especially since it was someone like kageyama.

but today?

all you wanted to do was have one day free of drama. a day especially spent not talking to kageyama.

and if it meant that you had to be the bigger person, then that's exactly what you would do.

kageyama raised a brow as you silently moved farther away. you could tell your passiveness confused him.

"what the fuck?"

again, you ignored his presence.

focused on your computer screen, you told yourself that having no interaction at all with the boy in front of you would be the best.