Oikawa swung his legs back and forth, looking down at the train tracks below him. He was currently sitting on the bride, in front of the rather... pointless railing. He didn't say anything, just staring and thinking. Was everything she said true? Is he all of those things? Oikawa continued to wonder, eyes puffy and red, cheeks stained with tears. The only real noise he was making was his sniffling. Oikawa turned his head and looked at his phone which had started ringing, buzzing against the concrete. Iwaizumi's calling. Odd, he should be off making out with his girlfriend or something since that seems to be the only thing he does now. With nothing to stop it, his phone was moving, moving closer to the edge of the bridge due to the vibrations. Oikawa only watched.
Oikawa only watched as his phone fell off the ledge of the bridge.
This story deals with tough, harsh and triggering subjects. If you're at all irked by the subjects of suicide, self harm, anxiety and more (will be given warnings at the beginning of chapters), please don't read this story. Thank you.
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29 Jul 2020