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⊱┊𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄
HEY HEY HEY !! how was ur dayyy~ I've been getting back into mysme and damn rip my sleep schedule.
also, be sure to know, the stuttering is ironically and for jokes. there is no reason to completely leave hateful comments about the character over it.
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tsukishima was currently dying.
school had finished for the day and he was at volleyball practice. everyone was working harder than ever after aoba johsai had defeated them at the inter-high prelims. naturally, that meant people expected tsukishima to work harder as well. tsukishima didn't mind it all that much, but he could only practice so long before he got exhausted.
tsukishima took a break to drink some desperately needed water and he sighed. his face was dripping with sweat and it was hot inside the cramped gym. "alright, that's enough for today!" daichi announced. tsukishima sighed in relief and started walking to the clubroom without yamaguchi. he was desperate to get home and take a shower.
as soon as he got to the club room, he checked his phone for any messages. his eyes widened in shock. there were around 5 unread messages.
