"You know these things are expensive, right?" I nodded. "You know you're lucky they pay for them, right?" I nodded again. There was a minute or two of silence after that. "You know you have to tell him, right?" I couldn't find the words to answer to that question. A part of me knew he was right…a big part of me knew it. But I was simply scared. I wish it were easy.

Everything was just like every single time I went to visit the doctor. We did some small talk, he asked me how I was feeling, if I felt like I needed him to fix anything from my glasses and he asked me to read some letters from a distance. So far, so good. Now he just had to dilate my pupils and check to see that once again, nothing was wrong with me cause I would have noticed if t

"I don't want to be your brother anymore." That's what I said, but it didn't get across half the things I was feeling at the moment. I wanted to say so much more. Like "I don't want to be your brother, but…" but I could never even finish that sentence. What did I want us to be? Friends? Acquaintances? Maybe…no, that cannot be. (warning: minor manga spoilers)

This was never supposed to happen. Especially not like this. Why on Earth did I have to fall for this stupid, loud American? He had always been loud: you could put him in the middle of Oxford Street and you'd never miss him, not even for a second. Even if you weren't with him, you'd see him with no problem. So, how did I end up in a long-term relationship with him?

Here's the thing with lights: they blind you when you look at them for the first time and they don't allow you to think properly for a while. But when you finally get used to them, everything is so much brighter. That was how it was with him.

Kageyama falls in love with Hinata and doesn't want him to find out-

I'm a shadow. Nothing more, nothing less. Nobody really notices if I have anything different in me from one day to the other. That is if they notice me at all. [Trigger warning: self-harm]

It's been three years since I left middle school and started keeping a secret from everybody. I want everyone to know, but to do that, first I need to let my family know. [Trigger warning: suicide]