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🌟 A Cry for Help: My Family’s Struggle to Survive in Gaza 🌟

Hello, my name is Areej Kassab. I’m a 27-year-old English teacher and writer from Gaza, and I’m reaching out to you with a heavy heart and a desperate plea for support. My family and I are enduring unimaginable hardships as relentless bombings devastate our home and our dreams.

We are a family of 15—10 adults and 5 children. Every day is a battle for survival. Food is scarce, humanitarian aid is not reaching us, and my little nieces and nephews go to bed hungry. Among them is my sister, who is deaf, and another sister who has a newborn baby. They, too, are suffering in this crisis, and I’m doing everything I can to protect and provide for them.

💔 A Life in Ruins The war has robbed us of everything: safety, peace, and even the hope of a future here. My family’s needs are basic yet critical—food, clean water, diapers for the babies, gas for cooking, and other essentials to make it through each day.

With rising prices and limited access to necessities, we are struggling to provide even the most basic items. My sister’s home has been destroyed, and we are working together to ensure everyone has shelter, food, and warmth.

✨ My Plea for Your Support ✨ I’m a writer, and I’ve been documenting the harsh realities faced by my community under siege. But words can only do so much. We need action, and we need help. Your kindness can save us.

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With love and gratitude, Areej Kassab ❤️

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what was your almost name? mine was sofia

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨, 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮?"

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭

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Prim settles in the room Adelinde had told her to stay in for the meantime, the room isn't too bright nor too dark yet despite being just in a room alone. She feels lonely once again. Those thoughts that disappeared are haunting her once more, she can't stop the voices. She can't help but overthink, she's always been an overthinker.

She grips the side of her head, closing her eyes as she counts to 30 in order to calm down. Drowning out the sounds from outside and only focusing on herself.

I hope they make up again

It's not my right to make them fix it cause I said so, they need to fix that bond themselves.

She looks at the window, seeing butterflies. It broke her, she crumbles apart. Everything reminds her of that person again, she couldn't help it. She let them use her account and found out too late that person made a heart on her map just for Prim, she only found out after that talk.

"I guess even if I felt those feelings fade away, I still love you, huh?"

She chuckles as bitter tears stream down her cheeks, she doesn't wipe them and just hugs her knees.

"Mm...I wonder, did everything...feel true? The feelings...the memories...were they all real?"

Prim sighs and stares at the window once more. Realizing how hopeless it is.

"Your Grace?"

"Hm?"

"It's me, Diluc. Did I bother you?"

"No, is there something going on?"

"Jean had sent a letter, about a musical intermission dedicated for you. She wanted to know if you're alright with Venti, the bard, doing the intermission-"

She wipes her tears and opens the door, Diluc notices her swollen eyes but didn't say anything. Afraid he might invade her privacy.

"Venti? As in, Barbatos?"

"Yes..."

"Hm...is it alright if I do the intermission instead? Well, after me. Then Barbatos could"

"As you wish, Your Grace"

Prim smiles at Diluc.

Come to think of it, I accepted the 'Your Grace' title so easily

Well, what else can I do?

I died in the real world

She internally winces at the word 'died'. She then thinks.

"Say, where can I rehearse for the intermission?"

He leads her to a private room with a piano in the middle of it, Prim thinks that this must be a private room.

"Pardon my curiosity, is this a private room?"

"Hm? Well, a room that isn't used anymore. Do not worry, you can use this for your rehearsal"

"Are you sure? This room might be important, I can't just use this if it's important"

"It's alright. I insist, Your Grace"

"Alright. Whatever you say, Mr. Ragnvindr"

They chuckle and Diluc tells her that he'll call for her when food is ready as he leaves her in the piano room alone, Prim notices how clean and beautiful the room is. She approaches the piano and presses a key.

"Ah...I guess it wouldn't hurt to, hm?"

Her fingers, as if controlled, knew where she should place her fingers to play a key. She closes her eyes as she enjoys the melodious sound coming from the piano.

"Trying to be funny and stuck in a room..."

She feels the pain come back, yet she feels numb. Only caring of the tune coming out from the piano.

"There isn't much more to say about it..."

A song that could only express what she feels, despite being in a place filled with people. She feels alone, as if she isn't there. As if she's an empty shell.

"Can one be funny when stuck in a room? Being in, trying to get to get something out of it"

Kaeya, who happened to pass by, hears the tune and voice from outside the room. He couldn't help but eavesdrop as cliché as it is.

"Try making faces, try telling jokes, making little sounds...ugh"

He peeks a little and sees Prim, busy in her own little world as music is the only thing in her mind right now.

"I was a kid who was stuck in his room, there isn't much more to say about it"

He watched her open her eyes, eyes without shine but empty. Hollow...Hollow darkness inside it.

"When you're a kid and you're stuck in your room, you'll do any old shit to get out of it"

Prim's brows were knitted together in frustration of the swear word, Kaeya was taken aback by the swear but everyone does that, yes?

"Try making faces...try telling jokes, making little sounds..."

He felt a pull to her even more, with the way the lyrics remind him of himself. How he relates to every note spilled in the air like an admirer spilling hearts on paper to the person they caught feelings for. Yet the only difference is that it hits him hard, as if directly attacking him. Surely, that wasn't her intention?

"Well, Well...look who's inside again, went out to look for a reason to hide again"

Prim's eyes were filled with sorrow, as if she sees herself going out of the room before hiding back in again. Afraid to be vulnerable, afraid to be known. Afraid to be left alone again.

"Well, Well, buddy you found it"

The sound of keys being played got softer as her singing does as well.

"Now come out with your hands up, we've got you surrounded..."

She lets go of the keys and sighs, covering her face with her hands as she's deep in thoughts once more.

Until she hears a clap shut those voices down.

"What else can you not do?"

Kaeya says, teasing her as if. She didn't feel annoyed at all, but rather, a smile appeared and she looks at him coyly.

"Oh? Such an eavesdropper you are, Sir Alberich"

"A melodious tune and voice can't help but make me stay, like a siren calling out to a pirate and enchanting him with her voice"

"How poetic"

Kaeya enters the room and closes the door, approaching Prim who remains seated.

"I heard from Master Diluc that you'll be doing the first intermission"

"Hm, I volunteered. It was something I used to do back in...back before I descended"

But when I had the time to do it recently, things happened

Prim ignores those bitter thoughts.

"Then will you be performing that song?"

"Of course not, who would want to hear such sorrowful song being sung in a joyous festival?"

Kaeya tilts his head as he watches her look at him with nothing but happiness and warmth, with a little bit of playfulness.

"Care to play me another song?"

"Your wish is my command. What shall I play for you, dear sir?"

"Whatever you prefer"

He takes a seat beside her as she thinks of a song, Klee and Albedo walks in.

"Apologies for the intrusion, Klee was too excited to play with you"

"That's alright, Albedo. How are the preparations?"

"They're doing well, as for your intermission. I am tasked to have the program prepared and sequenced for us to follow"

"I see, what has been decided?"

"A speech, activities for children, intermission and the feast"

"Hm, easy to say but hard to follow"

"Seems like you're well aware of these kind of programs, Your Grace"

"Ah, yes. I've been in charge of it before, always strict to the schedule"

Klee converses with Prim who's happy to indulge the little elf, Kaeya and Albedo watch them with a smile before turning to each other.

"So, what did Lisa say?"

"She said that you and he are her escorts, we also contacted the Traveller who is upon arrival tomorrow"

"I'll be guiding the Traveller tomorrow then"

"Noted - Klee, how about you draw a portrait for her excellency? I'm sure she would appreciate that"

"Okay!"

Klee sits on the floor and pulls out the paper and crayons she has prepared before doodling as her imagination helps her draw what she wants to portray, Albedo then looks at Prim who chuckles at Klee's adorable actions.

"What kind of song will you be singing in the festival?"

"Hm...hard to decide..."

This is different from most intermissions I'm used to

"Then we shall give you time since the festival is weeks away, we'll be taking our leave. Klee, let's go"

Klee hands Prim the drawing she was focused on earlier before they bid their farewells.

Prim then excuses herself to head to her room, Kaeya thought she was just tired.

She went through her bag and noticed her cellphone, earphones and other important items in there.

She then saw the status and it hit her again, the pain. Yet it isn't pain, but rather...an unknown feeling.

Is it cause...she seems so happy without me?

Come on, Prim. Don't be desperate.

Shouldn't you get used to being thrown away?

Get used to it, people will always leave you.

They promise not to yet they do.

Humans tend to make promises they can't keep after all, shouldn't you learn by now?

"No, stop it. Quiet, you don't know anything..."

She hits the sides of her head as she feels her tears be formed again.

"You don't know anything..."

She sniffles, her heart feeling heavy.

I said I wouldn't cry but I did

Why do I feel so empty even when I'm crying?

I'm sad that she seems to be happy without me but...why should I feel so bothered by it when I could be happy as well?

Does she want to be strangers?

How I dedicated a playlist just for her...

How she grounds me, calms me down

She then feels arms wrap around her, she instantly looks up.

"Kaeya...?"

He looks at her, eyes worried as he still remains a smile on his face.

"You shouldn't hit yourself"

He says, his voice is soft. As if afraid he'll scare her and she'll run away.

I may not know what's the reason why she carries such sorrowful aura.

I just can't stand still knowing she's hurt.

And I feel it too...

"Can you take deep breaths for me?"

He softly asks, caressing her hair as her hands are shaking.

"Let's count to ten, shall we?"

She nods, suppressing a whimper as something inside her claws her painfully. As if her throat was being scratched or her chest being stabbed, she struggled to breathe.

"One...Inhale"

She takes a deep breath, Kaeya gently holds her small frame.

"Exhale...two"

As they go on about it, she slowly calmed down. Suddenly tired from all the crying.

"Kaeya?"

"Hm?"

"Sorry for letting you see me like this"

She whispers as she tiredly wipes the dried tears.

"Everyone has their flaws, Your Grace. You don't need to always keep an image that you'll struggle with"

"It's not that...Façades are what I'm used to. It's just...there's...pain"

So it is what I feel as well...

What she feels, I feel?

"Maybe I'll heal from it which I hope I will...I can always see it as a happy memory from when I was...naive"

She mutters the last part, Kaeya didn't pry on it. Maybe it's a personal matter, it's her decision to open up to him anyway.

Though it feels like we're both used to keeping our guard up around others

"Thank you for...comforting me, Kaeya"

Prim feels the sentimental warmth again, she's always embarrassed whenever people witnessed her...unsightly side and would be embarrassed whenever she thanks them.

People would often leave after seeing who you are, that's what scares her. So she's back to keeping her guard up again, to lock her heart up until it heals. Until she heals.

"If you ever need anyone, I'm always here to listen"

He says, feeling a sense of...relate out of nowhere.

"You know, Kaeya. I'm glad you're here"

Prim looks at him with a bright smile, though she was crying earlier. It seemed like she cheered up, the heavy feeling long gone and is replaced with happiness.

He felt the warmth once again, how when she's happy, he feels himself being happy too. As if her presence alone gives him a strong pull towards her.

"I'm glad I found you as well, Your Grace"

Maybe this time...he'd let himself feel happiness, just this time.

Kaeya Alberich

Friendship Level: 10

Mood: Happy

Prim feels happy, so...happy.

It feels like the burden from earlier disappeared. Maybe it'll come back, maybe it won't.

I hope this moment will be a happy memory for you, Kaeya Alberich

I hope I can be of help to you the way you saved me

shin here! Sorry if it's angst with comfort at the end, I'm still trying to express the pain in writing. Though it doesn't affect me as much, I just hope somehow...this could also help others who want to heal and escape the pain they're going through. Really sorry if they're ooc, still trying to grasp the character's personalities.

happy new year, hoes. Ily all <333

I know I said I'd write the upcoming chapters for "Still With You" and possibly publish the drafted series I have in mind BUT

Everyone knows SAGAU, yes?

I've read them and possibly kind of got my mind think that everytime I play Genshin, they're real sentient beings so each time they die, get hurt or if I need yo remove their artifacts to enhance the other's artifacts, I apologize to them.

I realized that in SAGAU (not the Impostor AU) it's basically like Religion with the way they worship you as "The Creator".

Most of what I write (which is ironic cause I do have plenty of drafts that I don't publish in fear people will judge me like they did back then) consists of self-indulgent or self-insert cause I can't make a character without giving them a part of me so when I write them, I can relate to them.

Which is why Y/N or x Reader is hard for me to write since I'm used to writing a personality I already know or have decided but you do you for those who write it!

So where was I?

If in SAGAU they worship you like a Religion, I just realized if I were to be in SAGAU. I'd have a hard time because I basically find it uncomfortable about Religion talks despite growing up in a household who teaches you about Religion and needing to be Pure and Clean.

If any of my OCs were to be in SAGAU as well, they wouldn't like it to be treated as Royalty. Yes, it's a dream come true to be in Genshin but all the worshipping could sometimes just turn you off.

They can worship you but not too much or just hold it in when with said OC or Creator, it sometimes gets uncomfortable but maybe that's just my perspective and opinion.

Yet I'm also itching to write SAGAU, with twin OCs. Thoughts?

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐱: 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬

"𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬"

WARNING: THIS MAY BE UNCOMFORTABLE AND DISTURBING SO PLEASE EXIT IMMEDIATELY IF YOU AREN'T COMFORTABLE WITH THAT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ‼️

If it was one thing Prim liked being in Teyvat, it's to forget the pressure and façade she had to maintain back in the real world.

Always needing to prove something of herself, always needing to put her studies first, unable to enjoy her life to the point that her mother told her to enjoy her life but gets mad when she does.

She couldn't rest — she just can't, it would hinder what she has to do. What she has to prove of herself, just to be a trophy daughter. The perfect daughter, a doll made for show.

"Everyone's watching, don't show a single flaw"

"Always be kind, don't show them who you really are"

"If you show such behavior like that, they'll say 'Is this how her mother raised her?'. You wouldn't want to upset me, do you?"

Quiet, be quiet!

She always hated those voices in her head. Everywhere she goes, she must maintain a façade just so her mother would shut up. To always be the top, to always exceed the expectations. To always be a doll that never had a life of her own, always study, study, study, study, study.

She hated being called perfect, she hated hearing it so much. She isn't perfect, she's hideous, she's ugly, she has flaws, she's too flawed. Everything isn't what it seems.

The pressure of always being seen as the good girl, she hated it. Always being polite, always showing a gentle smile, so soft-spoken, so responsible.

i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it

As she grew older, the more burn out she feels. She hated being sensitive to others emotions, she hated the fact that a crowded place can drain her no matter the many people there is. She hated feeling their emotions, being aware, sensitive and always needing to be cautious.

One small step that could ruin everything, like walking on a thread that if you make one small mistake, you fall into the endless pit of nothing but a void of emptiness.

And she hated it, knowing what she feels isn't anyone's anymore. That the person she told her sense of sensing others emotions called it all a lie when it's the truth.

'You never experienced what I went through'

What she always wanted to say if she could ever go back in time.

'I gained this all from trauma you didn't have, I gained all this pain from something you should be glad you never experienced for once in your childhood'

She hated it, she hated it when people think she's making shit up when she doesn't. It's all real, it's her vulnerability. Why are you calling it such bullshit?

'You had a happy childhood, something I never had. You were never abused, tormented and ruined for the sake of 'obedience', for the sake of 'teaching a child'.'

Prim wanted to cuss that all out to the girl she once loved, the girl she dedicated her whole time to, she loyally fell for, to the girl who didn't experience the abuse Prim went through.

It was all planned. It all was.

To wait until college for them to finally be official, but no, no, no, no. Things just had to take a turn.

Prim became herself, became expressive, her façades were no more, non-existent when it came to that girl.

So why? Why?!

Why did she think all those were lies?!

Why didn't she accept the way Prim behaved?!

That it isn't the good girl Prim?!

That this is who Prim is?!

'I don't know, I just felt like being lied to.'

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

BULLSHIT

LIED TO?!

YOU FELT FUCKING LIED TO?!

YOU CALL MY VULNERABILITY A LIE?!

WHERE THE ABSOLUTE FUCK IS THE LIE?!

WHERE?!

TELL ME.

TELL.

ME.

Prim's chest rise up and down quickly, in anger, in rage.

Prim always had anger issues she tried to control, to the point that no one can tell when she's angry.

Her anger appears and dies down quickly as if it never existed in the first place.

She was in the piano room again, it was midnight. She was alone.

She always struggled to sleep properly, especially in unfamiliar places despite living in Teyvat for almost a month now.

She had moved on, yes.

But her anger, all the words and explanations unsaid were haunting her again.

It wasn't easy to move on, it's like the stages of grief.

She accepted it, that she couldn't change what happened back in November.

But a part of her is angry for being mistreated like that, that she felt it. She felt the way the girl she liked was replying to her as if forced.

She knew and she hated it.

She thought everything went back to normal after their arguement, but no.

It just stayed downhill.

She felt herself struggling to breathe again, she immediately clutched the side of her head as she sits up and tries to steady her breathing.

"27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32..."

She mutters as she keeps counting to distract herself, to prevent her anxiety happening again.

It felt painful, each night during August that she kept having panic attacks for a week straight.

She hated it, she hated her own anxiety that can tear her down immediately even if she was prepared for it.

"40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45..."

She counted again, and again and again before unknowingly sitting down and playing the piano.

Her favorite that could hurt her so much.

Duet from Omori.

Her fingers glided through the piano as she starts to play, the melody calming her down immediately as she continues to play.

She memorized Mari's part in that duet, she loved hearing it over and over again. It would never bore her, it would just comfort her.

As she continues to olay, she hears her mind play Sunny's violin, she smiles unconsciously and continues playing. Relaxing as she closes her eyes and lets herself be at peace.

The mansion was empty, but it was filled by the beautiful melody against these closed walls.

Prim liked being alone most of the time, it was to get away from all her responsibilities but she hated the hidden vulnerability in it. Ready to attack her at any times she lets her guard down, that's why she often isolates herself. She wants to be herself, to feel what she feels.

Not being wary of someone's emotions, not feeling what others feel. It's frustrating, knowing what you feel isn't yours.

but with music, it helps her. It eases her.

Diluc and Kaeya enter the mansion, the maids are in Vacation as Diluc had requested for thanking them for always taking care of this place, they immediately hear the melodious tune getting faster and faster.

"I didn't expect her grace to be awake at this hour"

Kaeya says, talking smoothly that would make anyone swoon while Diluc sighs.

Must've been her insomnia again

They head to where the source of the sound is and spot Prim in her nightgown and cardigan, clearly in her sleepwear as her hair is covering her face as she continues to play.

Kaeya remembered the first time he saw her play, it was beautiful yet sad.

And this one, this one hits harder yet he doesn't know why.

No words were sung in the air, yet why did it feel so...painful to listen to?

They waited until Prim finished playing before Kaeya clapped and caused Prim to flinch.

"Anak ng putang—"

They raised a brow but Kaeya spoke.

"That was a wonderful performance, Your Grace."

They hear her mutter something before they can finally get a glance of her face.

"Kaeya, Diluc. Done for the day?"

"Not Diluc though"

"Oh quit it, Kaeya"

Both of them take Prim's each hand and kiss the back of it, Prim is used to their gesture but she can't help but malfunction each time.

"It's late, Your Grace. Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

Kaeya smoothly asks, his tone already sounds worried as he places a hand on Prim's waist.

"Ah, yeah. I just...needed to relax"

Prim said, avoiding the reason which is about her anxiety.

"I see, well, now that we're here. Why don't we all do a cuddle pile? We haven't done one for weeks"

Prim hummed softly as if agreeing to the plan while Diluc sighs.

"I have matters to attend to"

"Well, the offer still stands, 'Luc~"

Prim tells Diluc to be safe which he nods as he leaves while Kaeya looks at Prim and carries her like a princess.

boy, what the absolute fUCK—

"Kaeya?!"

Prim's arms wrapped around his neck as Kaeya grins.

"Come on, can't I cuddle with my lovely creator~?"

Prim softly sighs as Kaeya carries her to her room and they cuddle in bed, despite Kaeya's cold vision, Prim seemed to like the coldness radiate from his body.

No words were spoken, only gestures. They both held each other as if they were afraid the other would disappear into thin air and it grounded them.

"Goodnight, Your Grace."

"Goodnight, Kaeya"

And it ended in a happy note el oh el 💀 sorry if it was too disturbing at first, I hope you enjoyed reading (?)

i am looking disrespectfully

My genshin team basically

A thought came to my mind after rewatching horimiya which is a beautiful show btw, you guys should watch it ^^^

What if there's Miyamura! MC or Akane Yanagi! MC in Devildom?

MIYAMURA IZUMI MC

For the Miyamura one, the character is portrayed in Horimiya's Episode 1 until the Character Arc where he spoilers accepts himself and moves on from his past because he's found his people, people who accept him and changed his world and point of view, who he calls his friends, his family. Of course, the part where he feels happy whenever he has friends and always invites him wherever or whatever the occasion is, also the haircut, piercings and tattoos are still there, it isn't Miyamura MC without Miyamura's other details and all especially being a wallflower until they eventually step out of the darkness. Hair is long like in Episode 1, wears glasses and looks gloomy until that hot glow up when he cut his hair. Grades are awful but not as worse as Mammon's as stated from Hori when she saw Miyamura's grades.

AKANE YANAGI MC

For the Akane Yanagi! MC, of course, pretty as fuck and timid wallflower, formal when speaking until they slowly get used to talking casually with friends. They're not an early bird in mornings and struggle to wake up early to the point you have to drag them out of bed. They have poor eyesight as well until they get glasses or contacts.

So, what do you guys think? Want me to write it? Or if you want to write something like that, feel free to take the idea as long as you tag me so I can read and appreciate it as well!

Feel free to lend me your thoughts in the comments!

BABY WINTER !!!!

Requesting Cute Pet Photos :)

~ { "Can I Have This Dance?}~

~ ||Sugawara Koushi x Reader Angst || ~

Reader's gender isn't specified but is written female due to what I'm used to writing, sorry. I'm trying my best to make every gender written properly, so please inform me if I'm doing it wrong.

Sorry if characters are ooc.

h/c - hair color e/c - eye color reader's pronouns are they/them.

It was announced that there will be prom, of course, everyone felt excited.

Girls starting to go to their friend group and talk about the dresses and skin care whereas boys remain quiet, not care and talk to their friends or get teased.

[name] couldn't help but be nervous, it'll be their last senior prom and they wasted those two years being a wallflower, watching people dance together while either hugging or kissing, it was just couples.

Their crush plays volleyball and it's no doubt that maybe he had someone to take to prom or just doesn't care at all and goes with the boys.

Kiyoko notices [name]'s sudden quietness, the two had been joint to the hip since their first year and Kiyoko had managed to rope [name] into the volleyball world in their manager duties.

"[name], are you going to ask him to prom?"

Kiyoko softly asks, [name] looks at Kiyoko.

"It's a yes or no question, [name]"

Kiyoko says, rubbing the h/c's back.

"Y...Yes"

Kiyoko softly smiles.

"Why don't you ask him later when we go to the gym?"

[name] nods.

"That'd be lovely"

They manage to breathe out.

| | Karasuno Gym | |

[name] nervously taps their foot while checking if the boy they're looking for will arrive.

"[name]'s so nervous today, did something happen?"

Daichi asks, Kiyoko helps the h/c [gender] take deep breaths.

"They're going to ask Sugawara to prom"

Kiyoko casually says, in cue, Sugawara enters the gym.

"You guys are here early"

[name] squeaks and grips Kiyoko's sleeve.

'hE'S HERE—'

"You seem so happy today, Suga. Did something happen?"

"Huh? Yeah, I got a date to prom!"

[name] felt and heard something breaking loudly which only they can hear, it was the h/c's heart.

'Ah...'

Daichi and Kiyoko suddenly feel tense but congratulates him while they glance at the h/c [gender].

"Congrats, Kou!"

[name] says, forcing a smile as the pain became unbearable for the [gender] to breathe.

"Thanks, [name]!"

As Sugawara and Daichi converse as well as the just arrived players, Kiyoko glances at the h/c and smiles softly.

"Wanna be Yachi and I's date to prom?"

[name] looks at Kiyoko and just nods, afraid to cry if they ever start to speak.

| | P R O M | |

[name] stands by the wall and watches Sugawara slow dance with a girl, the music wasn't even helping at all nor did the atmosphere, the feeling of heartbreak immediately starts to rush back.

"[name], dance with Yachi first then you can dance with me"

Kiyoko says, managing to find [name]'s favorite spot, it's easy knowing that [name] is a wallflower.

[name] takes Yachi's head and gently guides the blonde to the dance floor, as they slow dance together.

Then later, Kiyoko slow dances with [name].

"how are you feeling?"

Kiyoko asks, [name] takes a deep breath.

"not good"

Kiyoko nods and gently brushes the h/c's hair.

"It's okay to not be okay, [name]"

Kiyoko says.

"Do you want to go home?"

[name] nods, letting the tears fall, Kiyoko softly smiles.

"Go"

[name] didn't hesitant and ran out of the gym, crying their heart out as their legs burn from the fast running.

| | . . . | |

Karasuno stands by a tomb, holding umbrellas as the rain is pouring hard.

"Suga, let's go"

Daichi says, Sugawara didn't take his eyes off [name]'s tombstone.

"I'll be there"

The group leaves, leaving Sugawara alone with the tomb.

Suddenly, [name]'s ghost appears infront of him, smiling at him even.

He drops the umbrella and caresses [name]'s cheek.

'Cold...'

He let those tears fall as he embraces them.

"Can...Can I have this last dance with you, Koushi?"

[name] softly asks, how he missed hearing their voice.

"Of course"

He kisses their hand as they slow dance together while he softly sings.

"Just the two of us..."