𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 | Eita Semi x Reader

Semi's kindness

It's been an entire week since Semi's last seen Y/L/N. He hasn't bumped into her in the morning or afternoon during his piano practices. With the two still being strangers, Semi feels out of line if he were to text her.

It's not like it should matter if he saw her or not. He should be glad if she isn't around to not spread rumors about his piano practices. But something about her lonely eyes causes him to think about her. He's never felt this way towards anyone before.

This feeling of wanting to be someone's support.

Being the setter of the volleyball team is like being the captain on the volleyball court. Most setters want the spotlight all to themselves and they cast a blind eye to the other members of the team. But Semi isn't like that. Despite being a setter himself, he wants his other teammates to shine and he's willing to support them when they're in need.

Ushijima easily became the center of attention the year the two joined the volleyball team their first year. All while Semi's role began to decrease during his second and third year when Shirabu joined the team.

Semi slows his fingertips against the piano keys when he thinks back on volleyball. He's lost a sense of being supportive for two years now. Unsure when it all began, Semi started to question his purpose in life and his role in the volleyball team.

He would escape from his problems by playing music. But he can only run away from his problems for so long. Semi will have to eventually face his problems head on.

But he's afraid to.

He couldn't face these problems alone and it pains him to come to that understanding. Semi didn't have the courage to reach out to his close friends to talk about these thoughts that linger in his mind. He couldn't even bring this up to his parents without fearing their worry.

Leaning back, Semi stares up at the ceiling with upturn brows. His lips easily curve down into a frown.

What is his purpose right now?

With no answer to his bothersome question, Semi forces his eyes close and hangs his head down. His hands clench to his pants and he grits his teeth together. An unsettling feeling of anger within himself forms in his chest and it's hard to breath. Calling it a day, Semi forces himself to stand up and head home.

🏐･ﾟﾟ･｡.

You've skipped school for a week now and your dad has no awareness of it. Your stepmother however, did get a call from the school today about your absence. She threatened to tell your dad unless you were to do the chores she's written up for you. You didn't have an answer to why you've skipped school, so you tackled the list of chores.

There was nothing there for you at school. But the same can be said about the home you're in.

There's nothing anywhere and you feel like you belong no where.

The hose in your hand slips from your fingertips and you idly watch the water soak into the grass. Your eyes catch sight of the tulips that are slowly blooming on the side of your house. A frown forms on your face when you recall the very day your mom and dad planted these tulips together. They've bloomed and fallen in this very spot for the last 16 years.

Without any awareness, your tears begin to trickle down your face when you think of the happier times when your family was one. The touch of your tears against your cheeks startle you and you quickly flick them away.

Crying solves nothing.

You crouch down to grab the running hose, moving it over to the tulips to water them.