Prologue

2.9K 74 1
                                    

As the 6 foot male stood at the front of the court for he felt the last time, tears slowly fell down his flushed (S/C) face. His wings felt they were stepped on, shattered, broken. Only felt guilt as he felt devastated, disappointed, as he thought that it was his fault, not the team's. Stepping off the court made him feel even worse than it already was.

As a 3rd year at Karasuno, a certain male felt it was his fault for something that was a team effort, so he tried to barcade himself from something he loved most. Almost everyone tried to bring him back and make him fly again, but his wings felt too broken to make him sore in the sky with the rest of them. Many tries as the months pass by and only those who sored with him still asked him to join the murder, the new murder of Crows. Only so much could help and persuade. As new people and new talents rose ahead, it felt as his wings were slowly mending.

Will something, or someone, bring him back to his passion, or will he stay on the ground while watching the crows sore once more.

To be Written~
Posted: February 2nd, 2020
Word Count: 211 Words

New Inspiration (Male reader Insert)Where stories live. Discover now